Surprisingly unrecognizable, we find ourselves here, the unfamiliar motions seemingly ripped from someone else's life. I wonder how much time's been wasted, and feel maddeningly hollow, aching slightly like a yellowed bruise. This story was etched in stone since our inception; the inevitable ending seeps into every memory (sickening and cheapening ( Read more... )

There needed to be someplace to collect the rivulets of inspiration, like rainwater in a bucket.

I feel strikingly sane, uncommonly capable, and a tiny bit lonely.

But I don't feel surprised.

I don't have much to say.

I just wanted to say hello.

Hello, and I'm wearing a bathrobe, watching the cat try to share the already occupied pillow.

Your character is golden- these people just don't understand ( Read more... )

i've sorted out my enemies, even the ones that lie the closest, and i have an escape plan.

I am so grateful for these people and their beautiful thoughts that stimulate my heart. I had forgotten what a deep breath felt like.

I'm okay to walk away, if that's what I need.

.abre.los.ojos.

It's one of those nights...the kind that hurts your skeleton because you're tired of carrying your worries. The kind where the air is sort of steamy and you're warm, but want more clothes to hide you from everybody's mechanical stares. I'm in the dark with plenty of people to talk to, but nothing to say...am I really the nightmare I project? Am I ( Read more... )

Should I know who that is? I think he was a hobbit or something...or Rod Stewart's son...Anyways, that looks like my mom's old car with some man driving it.

Quite the plan I have going on! Jonathan...I knew it all along. :) And Amira, you'll make a good best man- all you need is a weener and a tux and we're good to go. XO.

i think i fell out of a paper airplane, looking like a defeated angel, with bloodied wings. crippled and unusable. i don't know why i'm so anxious to protect the things that don't belong to me, or why ferocity wells up inside at the smallest effects now. i am underworked and overappreciated and worn from doing nothing. i'm no longer allowed to sit ( Read more... )