"I'm all the strength that you need..."
The very first thing that comes to mind when I start to write is the time I asked Joel if he had read this little online journal of mine. His response was, “Well, I read the last one, and half of the second to last one… it was boring.” I’m sure it wasn’t meant to be personal… he was probably talking about the… ummm… website..? I’m not very good at making up excuses for people… but I love him, so we’ll just pretend that it was good enough.
I don’t wanna write with so much structure…
These days, I feel a bit watered down… a bit messy… somewhat cluttered… I wish I was high… I feel like I make more sense to myself when I’m lifted. Sobriety is too pragmatic for this girl sometimes. That last line was probably something I could’ve kept to myself…
On a daily basis, I get scared shitless for about a split second. The thought of what happens next haunts me relentlessly. I mean, it’s such a universal and over-rated thought, but it won’t leave me alone. I really hope that there are scrolling credits of everyone I’ve ever met…
Ashley --- As herself
Innovation and creativity have been on vacation together for months… they should’ve brought me along.
-XxXxXxX- WaSTeD -XxXxXxX-
I don’t wanna be… My time doesn’t wanna be…
I miss you Shmoelio… I’m trying to remember what my days were like before I spent the greater part of them missing you or spending them with you, and before I knew you existed. I’m guessing more barren. Yeah.
My co-worker, Akio, got stabbed in the eye last Friday night trying to save a girl from being gang-raped. I almost cried... not for the girl, not for his eye... but because I really admired what kind of person that made him. I wanted to tell him "Congratulations for being a human phenomenon". It almost slipped, but I didn't and just stared at his patch instead.
A guy asked me out to dinner tonight, so I started talking about Joel. He looked uncomfortable. I thought it was amusing. And some other guy said, "Any man fortunate enough to wake up next to you is truly blessed." If brown people can blush, I'm most certain I did.
I did 100 sit-ups tonight. It was horribly boring. We’ll see how I feel about doing them again tomorrow…
Time for dreams.
I don’t wanna write with so much structure…
These days, I feel a bit watered down… a bit messy… somewhat cluttered… I wish I was high… I feel like I make more sense to myself when I’m lifted. Sobriety is too pragmatic for this girl sometimes. That last line was probably something I could’ve kept to myself…
On a daily basis, I get scared shitless for about a split second. The thought of what happens next haunts me relentlessly. I mean, it’s such a universal and over-rated thought, but it won’t leave me alone. I really hope that there are scrolling credits of everyone I’ve ever met…
Ashley --- As herself
Innovation and creativity have been on vacation together for months… they should’ve brought me along.
-XxXxXxX- WaSTeD -XxXxXxX-
I don’t wanna be… My time doesn’t wanna be…
I miss you Shmoelio… I’m trying to remember what my days were like before I spent the greater part of them missing you or spending them with you, and before I knew you existed. I’m guessing more barren. Yeah.
My co-worker, Akio, got stabbed in the eye last Friday night trying to save a girl from being gang-raped. I almost cried... not for the girl, not for his eye... but because I really admired what kind of person that made him. I wanted to tell him "Congratulations for being a human phenomenon". It almost slipped, but I didn't and just stared at his patch instead.
A guy asked me out to dinner tonight, so I started talking about Joel. He looked uncomfortable. I thought it was amusing. And some other guy said, "Any man fortunate enough to wake up next to you is truly blessed." If brown people can blush, I'm most certain I did.
I did 100 sit-ups tonight. It was horribly boring. We’ll see how I feel about doing them again tomorrow…
Time for dreams.