January 2012
19 posts
December 2011
7 posts
1 tag
We crave the things which crawl inside our souls.
Upon seeing, sensing, hearing, inhaling, smelling, the thing that we will soon crave, it enters us.
Like the penetration of an enclosed space.
An unwanted traveler sometimes prolongs their stay in an unseemly place.
The things which we crave are not often the things we want to crave.
Sometimes they nest inside the warmth of your body. the...
Snarls.
I’m irritable and frustrated and acting like a ten-year-old boy who didn’t get the packed lunch he wanted. He didn’t get what all his friends got in their lunches. He’s the kid who goes home and snarls an ungrateful plea at his mother, telling her to be more like the other kids’ moms.
I’m acknowledging my immaturity in this moment. I’m acknowledging...
jake.
Sometimes I feel so indescribably full of something, like my entire chest neck and face are swelling with something warm, something that feels wonderful but mostly makes me anxious…and i just can’t get rid of it when i spend time with him or when i see him…or when i think about him..or when i tell someone about him. I think i’m actually completely in love with another human...
the frondescence around the house gathered slowly, quietly, and most of all, in a large mass. waiting to engulf and swallow. the near impregnation of silence with noise. a noise which could be seen but not heard. to the deaf it’s the roaring sound of ___
November 2011
2 posts
effexor is a nightmare. without effexor is a nightmare.
October 2011
1 post
4 tags
September 2011
1 post
July 2011
2 posts
I’m watching my cat, who just ingested my headphones, try to open a box from whole foods that once contained a piece of salmon, which i just ingested. He’s failing quite miserably and it’s sad. oh the lack of posable thumbs.
There’s a mass of physics homework to be done but i doubt i’ll do it. Well, obviously i’ll do it before my test. and study for that...
June 2011
4 posts
May 2011
13 posts
