Last night I dreamt that everyone was trying to escape this building. They attempted to depart via elevator except everytime they would press a button the elevators would just effortlessly drop to the ground. What one would expect to bring them up, brought them down ( Read more... )

I wouldnt want to do anythingelse but sit here and listen to music. Im tired of feeling awkward. I'm tired of letting others down. I am tired of myself. And I'm tired of things I say, and the way I spend, and the way I eat. I guess I'm simply exhausted.

so i'll sit here for now.

This year I want to ( Read more... )

I could stretch out my arms and my fingertops would graze a vision of life that Jack Kerouac has given me. Immense land.. and petite men. I stay up late and look up websites that give me instructions on how to live a fufilling life. Its funny.. they never put "reading instructions abouthow to live a fufililling life" on the list. Tonight I stayed ( Read more... )

The polaroid was a still life of just that. We posed. Our thoguhtfulness minute. This might be the first night I've stayed up this late with myself and built to spill. I am scared of whats underneath this skin. I'm afraid its a filmy sassy, insecure preflesh. I am scared its a bad person. Or an indecent human. I feel like my real skin is a strainer ( Read more... )

Sliced Oranges...the third vignette of the indie and uninterested ( Read more... )

2 yrs ago.. lauren dana wrote ( Read more... )

Today is the day of repentence. Toss the bread in the water and let it soak up our sins. I wanted to write some elaborate ode to my wrong doings.. but to be honest, I couldnt help but dedicate this entry to the successes of my friends and family. I apologize for this and will most likely be repenting for it on future yom kippours ( Read more... )

Last night I met so many wonderful people. I felt like I was thrown into this friendly hurricane and my mind was swirling in the mess somewhere. I hate feeling not good enough.. I hate admitting I feel this way. I wish I could box that feeling and send it away to ana nicole smith or someone who needs it.
Let's give bikes rides and picnics a chance

Sliced Oranges Part 2 ( Read more... )