um, i guess i was trying to leave, abruptly & appropriately, like will hunting, without saying good-bye, but... as it should be. i (also) guess i'm pretty bad at disappearing completely. so as it stands i suppose i owe too many people an explanation, and (also) as it stands, again i'm left with using livejournal as a public setting with which to ( Read more... )

what the hell am i doing drinking in l.a. at 26?

sincerely,
-in a beautiful place.

fuck you all for following me. leave me alone. i've done nothing to deserve your research; your smirking presence grin. leave me alone. you crush me with the radio and dreams like a camper swats mosquitos. you're heartless, whoever you are. leave me alone. ( Read more... )

were you crushed?
did i rush you?
all my time is yours
my twisted heart is yours
the faithless shit is yours
the shameless fits of love
that only smother you for moments
'til i fold them up and leave,
all yours
-e.

there's so much beauty it could make you cry
-m.m.

what a confusing place ( Read more... )

there's something to be said about mixing wine with beer with rum and coke: don't do it. what began as a survival function -- drinking to keep warm -- turned into a trecherous favour -- drinking the beverages proffered by a group at an adjacent table that had ordered beyond their livers' and schedules' limits. i still don't know if this is what ( Read more... )

one of the satisfying things about an airport is that, in general, no one's all dolled up, dressed to the nines. but everyone's lovely. made beautiful by the gravity of leaving on wings ( Read more... )

if i tripped and landed in the grave tonite, and this town noticed, i think i'd probably be remembered as an emissary for music. last time i saw that guy at this internet cafe i asked him what he was listening to and gave him a snickers. now i'm back and he's handed me a stack of reggae and manu chao. a worthy commerce ( Read more... )

...anyway, here's a pretty nifty site i found. let's you show off your photos with soundtrack, for free. sure is nice of 'em ( Read more... )

this song is so poignant tonite i can't even react; just sitting here in a stupor. will i cry? scream? melt into the carpet and find my way to some underground stream ( Read more... )

so don't pay no mind
to my watering eyes
must be something in the air that i'm breathing
yes, and try to ignore
all this blood on the floor
it's just this heart on my sleeve that's bleeding
-rl.