her: good luck on your philosophy exam tomorrow. though i'm sure you don't need it. you know all about sex and love. well, maybe not the love part ( Read more... )

i'm caught up inside my own head

somebody pull me back to the land of the living

have you ever been so tired of yourself?

yes, yes, oh yes.

i always feel

like i've said too much.

{favorite words}

. breathe
. morning
. sycamore
. harvest
. violets
. scatter
. spiraling
. smoke

( shh, darling, shh. )

my life is filling up with contradictions, beauty and ugliness, serenity and fretting, joy and despair. is this life, dichotomies and paraxodes, complements and impossibilities? no, there is a plane of beauty, serenity, joy, and oh that deep abiding peace and love but i cannot find it because i am tying myself to the tragedies, the confrontations, ( Read more... )

monamiclea. now ( Read more... )

and oh when i woke up it was black black outside and the rain poured down, rattling on the windows and pattering on the leaves and sizzling on the sidewalk.

( okay maybe they're not all such nice words )

i think i am maybe not normal.
but in the not-so-good way.

feathers like scales;
scales like feathers.

someday i'll have words again.