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i'm going to talk to you and tell you everything i feel at this exact moment. no moment distant from this moment, but this very one. i feel scattered. scatter brained, scatter footed[feet], scattered. all about the floor. i've picked myself up, but in a very off order. i meant to type odd, but off is more fitting. where do i want to go? wouldn't it ( Read more... )

alone. not as bad as my brain wants to think it is. maybe better. maybe vice versa? maybe it's a lot worse, and i'm only avoiding that. i really do feel alone. i'm not asking for pity.

it's hard to find a friend

damn. past few months have been odd. jumbled. i was kind of mind fucked, which i saw it happening and i liked it, a lot. but it's all getting shoved in my face now. and it's not wanted, nor liked. i've walked away from the mind fuck and i'm usually not able to hold a grudge but this is different. i hope it stays different. am i falling back into ( Read more... )

sometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living

i'm hoping to discover
a certain kind of lover
who will show me the way
and my arms need someone
someone to enfold
to keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold
love for all my life to have and to hold
i don't want a Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday, or Thursday, Friday or Saturday
i want a Sunday Sunday
kind of love

yer be-ad!

i jus need someone to scoop me on up and take me into a new everything

it's been a long time since i've cried