I'd write this out by hand but here it seems more natural, for now ( Read more... )

Hands round my neck, blood on my lips. The hands are his the blood my own. Waking up with my hands in tight fists cradled against my abdomen. I can still feel the dream tingling faintly running tiny fingertips up and down my back. Scowling clenching my jaw to hide my trembling lower lip. Eyes closed tightly, beneath the lids the color changes from ( Read more... )

Fiction. I'd like to tell you that my life is an act of fiction. The tears I'm trying not to cry are figments of a shadowed authors imagination. I'd like to say I drove into the valley (there are no valleys here). I drove for hours and I placed a tape recorder on my dashboard and talked for all those long hours. I changed tapes at gas stations and ( Read more... )

So it is true there are people who live in our dreams. In our nightmares most, they dig a hole into our hearts and it drip drip drips onto the floor below us. The air smells crisp and clean; like new paint and sawdust. It's peaceful for a time until they rustle outside the window of your soul. Screens don't hold them back from open windows and they ( Read more... )

I think I'm starting to let go of things that are nothing but complications. Or maybe it's just one of those few moments where you feel like anything is possible and there is nothing weighing down your heart or your head. I want to go to Dallas in the next two weeks and leave a part of me behind. Even if it's for a week, I don't want to have to ( Read more... )

Don't you wish you could change the world with a flick of your hips and a lick of your lips. Sometimes I fear this place I'm living in. Like fearing the path you tread, but I'm not moving. I think sometimes I'm dying inside. It's a natural occurrence for anyone I would expect but it feels like my heart grows, expanding and retracting back smaller ( Read more... )

Give me one word, or a list of words, with the dictionaries definations that you believe I and the whole world should know the meaning of.

And...GO!

I'm a tad bit neglectful. I bought the new Muzik, and was disappointed in the first six tracks on the compilation remix that came with it. But everything after is quite nice. A rekindled love for Le Tigre, and a pang in my heart for not buying a Fischerspooner cd ( Read more... )

It seems as though I'm getting a stronger hold on things. I'm feeling halfway grounded and it's weird to be able to feel the ground beneath me. In most ways I prefer the feeling of being to high above to get a sturdy grip on anything even if it leaves me at my wits ends at times. I have no fear about that though because that all will flood back in ( Read more... )

I need to crawl out of my drunken stupor and call you my friend again. Could you please whisper into my ear; your tone is slowly killing me. Though I understand this is vital I need you to be speak to me softly.
.My music consumption is probably silently killing these wires. And my anti virus program tells me I have thirty days left before my ( Read more... )