January 2010
7 posts
I just want you to be happy. Okay, even. Any sign of positivity, and I’ll feel a little more at ease.
You can talk to me, if you feel the need. I’m here for you, no matter what.
call it what you will
I’ve never felt as comfortable sharing my mixed up writings publicly, as much as I do now. I’m kind of open to the criticism of any work of mine. Or, I guess more so now than ever. Before Tumblr, my ‘poetry’ (ugh) has been mostly kept in dozens of word documents, hidden within the deepest depths of my documents for no one to find. I’m pretty conscious of them, and I...
string pull heart
I think I’ve lost it. I think we’ve Gone under.
Sick trip, Frozen under ground snake alarm. Baby rattles so empty.
Glass in the gravel, Smiles strip trees, But breaks skin on my neck.
Whatever poured out was against the grain, and I swallowed it whole. Collapsed inside the bottle.
vroom
I got a license today. Is there more to this? Yes, there is.
The feeling you get when you receive your license is unlike any other, I’m sure. With it, you’re given permission to be as free as you’d choose to be. It’s a shame that it took me two and a half years to finally get around to taking a road test. I call it laziness for the most part, but being the target of many...
“Clicks of pressure on my fingers,
and swollen lips.
Arduous you.
Mirrored...”
i'm jealous of too many of you
I’ll bet you’re wondering why I’d be jealous of you. Maybe you just got in a bar fight, and you got your nose accidentally relocated by some guy’s fist, and now you’re reading your Tumblr Dashboard in a bout of self-pity. I’m not jealous of that person specifically, but I’m jealous of those people who own cats, face smashed in or not.
There have been more...
My own remixed version of “Nude” by...