i love you i love you i hate you
why don’t you feel the same
why don’t you kiss my throat
when you talk to me?

there’s going to be an apocalypse
and in the post-disaster  world
when the two of us are turned to ash
it will be too late to hold your hand
and whisper how
(lovely)
the radiation makes your eyes shine.

2:09

Separates you?

In that, sometimes I wish I could just walk through a garden or a forest and be happy. But no, when I do I want to take a picture, then I want to write a poem. Sometimes I wish I could just relax, and appreciate life without wanting to continually transform all the good that I see into something else. But I think that's why I've ( Read more... )

What I should have said, and kick myself for not saying, was: You can't have it both ways. Either you want to date her or you don't.

But I didn't because I am scared he will go back to her.

marla's philosophy of life is that she might die at any moment. the tragedy, she said, was that she didn't.

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May you live in interesting times,
May you come to the attention of those in authority,
May you find what you are looking for.

i saved a bunch of looking glass related stuff. i know i'll likely get in trouble for it. but i figured you'd want some of it. there are a lot of book of hours entries and such to sort through.

you need the pass code, lookingglass, to get in.

photobucket album.

if you would, please post to or link this entry in your own livejournal. i don't have ( Read more... )

1. Ever punch someone in the face ( Read more... )

I need some rain. All this ridiculous cold weather and dryness makes me homesick. Although I haven't been home in a long time, so I don't know my I miss it so much. A week this summer, last Christmas, summer two-thousand five... Maybe I will switch schools. Get out of this hole and back to the condo where I could watch the ferries to Bainbridge and ( Read more... )