Hey, all ( Read more... )

A/N: hey everyone! Not quite sure if i'm happy with the way this turned out; I had writer's block about halfway in but I think I fought through it. we'll see I guess. Happy holidays and Merry Christmas! I hope it was wonderful for you all. Sorry the fonts kinda weird, I copy and pasted straight from my textedit thingy ( Read more... )

I think I just need a virtual diary where I can write without necessarily wondering who will be reading the words I decide to type. I want a notepad for all my thoughts, my work (not just writing but the fields in which I live day in and day out), and my vents. Tumblr is crowded with people I barely know, save for a couple of very close friends. ( Read more... )

When you want to write something but can't because your mind is somewhere else.

Is the worst.

You left home wearing his kiss ( Read more... )

I’m not sure if I’m in love.

I decide to ask Jessica one day while she’s driving us to Nowhere in particular (but any place with Jessica is Someplace).

“How do you know when you’re in love?”

Hands gliding down the sides of the steering wheel, she simply responds,

“You just know.”

Now I don’t know much about love, but I know that when I ( Read more... )

Jessica sits down in the cold steel chair of the assessment room; walls barren and devoid of any life. The single window is barred, forcing what little sunlight there is to push through in stripes; little rays of light that Jessica welcomes - the only thing not depressing about the environment. The table she’s sitting at is uneven, so Jessica ( Read more... )

Last week, I went to a talk given by my favorite professor; an old and frail man yet who somehow still retains a childlike innocence. He reminded us at the end of the talk that if there's one thing he's learned throughout his life, it's that we should do what we want to do now before it's too late. Just looking at his earnest grin, his enthusiastic ( Read more... )

You charted me like a new world - an invariable mix of concentric circles and smooth planes so tantalizingly tangential; I couldn’t bear to not be next to you all the time.

But looking back, I think that was part of the problem.

I thought we matched each other perfectly: soft tilted fingers resulting in rising ellipses - we had perfect symmetry ( Read more... )

Falling; PG-13

Jessica doesn’t like to reminisce but it’s hard not to.

It’s raining as she curls her legs into herself; life passes her slowly, and there isn’t much else to do. So she relaxes back into the cheap corduroy couch and closes her eyes as old memories (regrets) filter through.

She thought she was so happy back then - as carefree as ( Read more... )