A usual conversation goes as follows ( Read more... )

I can’t say that I covered up my sins with a front. I don’t know how many people knew about my sinful nights. I think a lot of people mistook my attempts at faith as having faith itself. Was I “holier then thou?”...no…but I certainly was trying. And boy did I try hard. I’d bring my bible to school to read every free moment I had, I’d eat up every ( Read more... )

I tried to kiss her again. This time, I added some extra passion, perhaps in desperation. The second time I didn’t have an out of body experience. I didn’t need one. The sensual memories of my ex were still at the forefront of my mind. The kissing didn’t go any smother. I felt myself detaching…even with my bursts of passion. So I just stopped ( Read more... )

And it left me…in the way I’d expect a virus to exit my body. Maybe that what why I felt that my love was an infection. It was something that could be cured as simply as strep throat is cured with amoxicillin or erythromycin. But this time it was something different that was causing my throat to dry up…and swell. All of a sudden the words dried up… ( Read more... )

So I went to a party. It was at Liisa’s “house”…and I knew I should have expected something crazy…and I totally wasn’t disappointed. Drew is with me…and he leads me to this garage that is in the middle of the woods by some train tracks by Ostrander Road…I walk in…and instantly the fumes of spray paint hit me ( Read more... )

At the moment I’m listening to DRESDEN DOLLS : Coin Operated Boy. My headache is gone from driving in downtown Portland with some crazy kids. It was nice to have Val over from France…but I’m glad that he’s leaving…Drew is saying his last goodbye now…I think he’s going to go get wasted…hopefully he’ll come home safe ( Read more... )

Frustrated about my Swedish Visa…I don’t know what I’m looking for…just…something to let me know that they are working…I guess I’m not so good at letting go when it’s something I care about so much…I mean…I could let go…I really could….if I knew they were working on it…but the uncertainty is killing me ( Read more... )

This is my first poem in a while...Probobly since my poem on God and Forgivness...I like this one better ( Read more... )

I feel so full of memories. Deleting my dc account was absolutely the right decisions. The new phase of my life has begun, only I feel like an infant in the world…full of mature thoughts. Every interaction is a victory I wish I could share with a father figure…I’ve always needed a dad ( Read more... )

Dream ( Read more... )