It is not hard to live through a day, if you can live through a moment. What creates despair is the imagination, which pretends there is a future, and insists on predicting millions of moments, thousands of days, and so drains you that you cannot live the moments at hand.

I hide behind this wall made of sturdy bricks and past heart broken. This wall is strong and this wall is tall. It has been impenetrable to all that have challenged its strength, until he came knocking. He knocked gently at first but came back every day stronger and stronger with new words and tools to make the wall crumble. I surrendered to ( Read more... )

You can't hear a plane in the sky here, like you can where I'm from. You don't hear the crickets or the gentle passing of a lone rider in a car on the road late at night. Here your ears are filled with taxi cab horns and drunken hollers. I'm so far away from those arms that hang around me so limply. When all I want to do is bang on those ribs ( Read more... )

i'm being pulled in too many different directions. i don't know what to do.

I live out here on the rocks. Beaten down, and torn day after day by the violent waves. They keep saying it's only a few paces to the safety of the shore. But i've fallen for the ocean mist and rhythmic sound of the waves coming and retreating. Those roaring waves will kill me one day. But I can't seem to pull away.

I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time ( Read more... )

You think that I don't know that my lover's got a sickness that I can't fuck him out of ( Read more... )

I don't get it.

I went and saw the Dali exhibit today. Not a huge fan of his paintings, but I loved the sketches and films. This was my favorite. It's called "Cafe scene". I like that it is polymorphic.


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I need a fake ID. Help.