i'm home.
and on med leave.

sweeeeet.

i think i'm losing it in the way that only one who feels nothing can ( Read more... )

berkeley berkeley berkeley berkeley ahhhh.

find me and follow me through corridors and factories...
one more day until the weekend.

what should i be for halloween?

Thirteen random things you like ( Read more... )

Like an angel, feral eyed ( Read more... )

my new loves ( Read more... )

so i'm here....and it's been great. the weather's been beautiful, the leaves are turning, my classes this term are the best i've had yet, and there's a crop of new people that i'm kind of in love with. get this - my ap bio teacher discovered one of the original proteins in the DNA sequence...making him about the most pretentious person i know. and ( Read more... )

apparently, i will not be able to escape
this year,
this town,
or
this summer,
unscathed.

scoliosis now, too.

fuck everything.
life's a bitch.

hurricanes. BLASLKEGHA;LSKDJF.

fuck hurricanes.

This is supposed to be a love story. I try to hug him. I force myself. I grip him too hard. He's uncomfortable, breaks free. He's "he" now, not Arthur. He no longer has a name in my mind. But that "he" is great, looming large, like a wall. One afternoon he's waiting for me, naked in bed, when I come in from a walk. I see him, but too late. I'm ( Read more... )