April 2011
18 posts
the vehemence of your online personality
I’m starving, yearning,for a sign that points towards a better side to humanity as its own entity. Why are we so desensitized to the feelings of others around us? Why can’t we put others before ourselves? Why do we rely so heavily on automation, short cuts, and time savers? How is it that we exert exorbitant amounts of energy and dedication to familiarizing ourselves with strangers...
I look jaundiced. Maybe I should eat a steak.
american west
today, i just want to be alone. i want to run around outside, get lost in a field with some books, a pen, my math homework, and music. i’m so confused about everything around me. after months of thinking about it, i’m beginning to feel as though my time on the east coast (new england, more specifically,) has run out. my visit to seattle this past september opened my eyes to a beautiful...
The following post is filled with an immense and intense train of thought. It is a long train, and more of a personal release of toxic information. I apologize…
Alas, I am in Maine, and I feel compelled to write. My current internal conflict is somewhat of a typical one. Recently, I went through a break-up, however I’m finding it difficult to end means of communication with this...
i can’t stop laughing at the word ‘deuces.’ can’t stop.
i’m a real boy!
i’ve had food poisoning for the past 36 hours. all i really want everyone to know is that, though a 24 hr. mcdonalds may seem desirable at various points in the night for various reasons, 75% of all food being made at that hour, is being carelessly made. i promise you. don’t do it. after this experience, i’m vowing to never eat fast food again. and! i’m going as far as to...
..and not a single uckfay will be given today.
Spend at least one hour a week on your lonesome, naked, and tell yourself over and over that you are beautiful.
Salute to Surrender
My soul is in a deadlock between here and the sky.
If there’s a science to it, I’ve done my scientific best to prove
I’m in a purgatory, one between your head and your heart.
But I’m in bed now giving up on
following those dreams, like storm waves
trembling into nightmares.
I was a little girl, I never thought that I’d see
my heart held out, a surrendered flag,...