together for never.

my eyes trace the designs carved into the oak as i calmly tell him that my heart's already trapped in a boys body that should have been six feet in the ground a little more than a year ago. he tells me that I'm a sadistic bitch who will never treat guys like they're human beings. i slowly drag my eyes up to meet his, as we both reach for the bottle ( Read more... )

my tired hands grip the counter rather shakily as i stare into my bloodshot eyes.
there's spit running down my chin, &&a toilet bowl full of last nights dinner. the sweat on my brow is like the condensation on a bottle of beer. the heat is withering me away to the point of nothing. my hands are tremorous as i relive every horrible event that's ( Read more... )

no reason to get ready, no one here to impress. no need to do laundry because the cleanest dirty shirt is more than enough. no reason to eat, because after three days hunger disappears. no reason to dress warmly for the cold, because you're already numb. no reason to drink, because sleep deprivation is cheaper. no reason to talk, because there isn' ( Read more... )

my face is still numb from the rainy winds that tore at me for the last couple of hours. the walk was half-way cathartic. i'm still in the same exact place i was before i left, only considerably more soaked to the bone. my eyes feel glazed over, && unfocused. my hands shake from the sobriety. i've smoked so many cigarettes tonight that i think i'll ( Read more... )

Before any of you read this and then continue to ask me what's wrong, or tell me that they "feel for me". It's not about me, so please don't bother. I'm simply retelling a story for a friend. Enjoy it all the same.hands, arms, and shoulders sore from a couple years disuse. i finally sit down from my extensive walk. i have a strong feeling this will ( Read more... )

it's six a.m. and i'm brushing silk-spun steel support cables from my arms. goddamn spiders, always at work trying to catch something. it reminds me of that one really catchy song by the band whos singer thinks she's too good for the rest of them now.

i have that feeling in my stomach where it's empty && full at the same time. and i hate it. i ( Read more... )

barrelling down interstate eighty-one, broken-down hazard lights flashed my eyes for a split second. i saw a man, a woman, and two children. the man was obviously angered, the woman obviously upset. and the two children, well, they were asleep. the man was yelling, and the woman was yelling back. they had been driving for hours longer than i, and ( Read more... )

we spent the night in some college town walking along crowded streets. hand in hand; conversation afloat through the stagnant, humid air. stopping for iced coffee at some little shop, watching the overhead lights sparkle and the shine in his eyes. i cannot help but smile and hold his hand a little tighter, a little closer. stopping at a playground ( Read more... )

one of the most memorable experiences i ever had on lsd was on the beach. a friend handed me half a ten-strip and told me to "man up. i placed them on my tongue, let them dissolve and then washed it down with gatorade. a few conversations later, the fire began to take human form and play a black flying v guitar, and was screaming along to crazy ( Read more... )