October 2009
2 posts
“If you can’t understand what’s keeping you in, the will to get out soon becomes...”
– David Quinn
September 2009
6 posts
I had a dream last night, and this beautiful little toddler ran up to me. He had the most beautiful green eyes, and dark wavey brown hair.
It took me less than a second to know he was mine.
my only regret.
I forgot what it was like to be belligerently drunk and not regret it in the morning. God damn it feels good to be back to myself.
But the best part is being belligerently drunk, being a huge bitch and no one being pissed in the morning. Good friends? Quite so.
shut up.
this feels like a whole new city.
its a breath of fresh air.
but I still need some home-time, I need my friends to keep me sane.
luke, aj, johnathan, max. I guess that’s all that is left of home.
August 2009
28 posts
I love crazy boys.
like the kind that hop trains, and smell weird.
if there is a heaven, just surround me with crackheads.
“beautiful people don’t do shit like that.”
When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun.
I guess you were destined to be my romeo.
Dear,
You always brought out the best in me, and now I find myself so angry because other people are finding that good side within themselves. I’m so angry, because I’m at my worst. I’m happy with today, because I know its the best it could be but inside I know I’d be better with you. I know I’ll find my better side again, but I have no idea when or how. I have so much...
you hate me?
maybe I should just die?
scream from the rooftops how much I hate my life and how badly you hurt me. I’m laughing, you silly goof. Your right I loved you, so what? You were temporary. Yes your cool, yes your fun, yeah I miss you sometimes but we had a good run.
Its funny how this year has worked out, the people that hate me and the friends that will never depart. I’m not innocent,...
you know,
waking up to you was the best thing that happened all week.
lets do it again, soon.
“then I’m going to throw my life away and begin doing heroin, which might...”
Dear past-times,
dear—-:
The hate you have for me is only half as amusing as the hate and distrust you share among your “family of friends.” If any of you truly cared about each other, you wouldn’t be so bipolar about your feelings for one another.
However, Thank you for providing me with amusing stories. Lets try not to pass out and pee on the stairs again.
Love, D
I respect myself too much to ever let myself be called “your girl”
“All we can ever do is breathe. so why waste the only thing we have on bullshit...”
“You say love is a hell you cannot bare.
And I say gimme mine back and then go...”
“The only possession we can ever claim is our own happiness.”
I miss you.
“your mother thinks your a lesbian.”
“women and wives let themselves be degraded daily, strippers just get paid for...”
July 2009
8 posts
mallie:
my life is so different than it used to be, and for that i am thankful. i love the new mallie, i love my new life. i have separated myself from the bad things in my past, and i now live in a happier healthier way. i wish that i could go on adventures everyday with danae. she is my soul friend. i know that we will be close forever and she will never let me down. i want to go on crazy...
I called
to tell you how much I love you.
how often you still cross my mind, and how many times you once told me “remember when we used to be friends….that was STUPID”
I dream of us together, a simple explination and apology every night.
I wish this dream comes true.
June 2009
2 posts
“A beautiful thing is something that would make us happy if it were ours, but...”
– History of beauty
I wish I knew what to stick in this little hole in my chest.
I think I know, in fact I know I know…
but sir, you just WONT comply?
maybe…
May 2009
10 posts
I think I could go my whole life without ever going back home.
There is a Buddhist center downtown!
I’m going to start going to meditate and have prayers there, this is exciting.
You should find great solace in this view of life. Information in the universe cannot die. Not one step, not one memory, not one sorrow in your life is ever forgotten. You as an individual will be lost in the storm of time, your molecules dispersed. But who your were, what you did, how you lived, will always remain embedded in the universal computation.
I remember the day my great grandmother...