February 2010
January 2010
"Beauty in the Breakdown"
There is no compass that will guide you home. There is no compass that will guide you to truth.
I suppose we are all just wanderers, with one foot on the ground and the other buried beneath the ashes created from the flames of our actions.
There is no compass that will lead me home. There is no compass that will guide me to truth.
I suppose we are just rewriting our tragedies, with our bodies...
you care enough to let me go. you care enough to tell me the truth. well, then why the hell don’t you care enough to just be there for me?
“you mean, everything to nobody but me”
That statement will live forever, and ever, and ever. But the shame is buried in the back yard with all the lost child-hood pets. Pride is in the attic, where it is safely hidden, but never out of the...
“What did you mean when you said it’s destructive
And you sank yourself...”
I came to realize that everyday isn’t necessarily new or any more special then any other day.
Days are just like reading the same story over and over again. Eventually, the mundane actions in the story need some twists to keep it exciting. I wake up and like a revision of a story, I choose to start it differently. Of course the overall dynamics to a day can’t be changed. The setting...
“People needing people, like the spider needs the fly. I use to meet the gaze of...”
– Animal Kingdom
I suppose in a way, I absolutely despise being an English major.
For starters, I love grammar…but I tend to be quite terrible at it. I don’t write and look at whether or not a comma should go here, or maybe —> , there. I read things and mentally put in commas I suppose. I probably should care more about the mechanics of it, but I well, can’t get into it. And frankly, at...
I’ve missed the dawn.
The clear, expansion of pinks and blues. The peaking hues of purple between clouds that cling to the sky in a blanket of cotton fluff. It has been long, since the last greeting with this glittering, morning glory.
Until today.
Where I arose to an alarm and a hot shower. I covered a bagel with cream cheese. Took a cup of coffee, with cream, naturally. From there a...
“Hey, did you know dirty hair adds to depleting the ozone layer? You...”
– Anthony, my crazy, loveable boyfriend.
