I haven't checked this journal in years. I'd just like to apologize to those who I pushed away and who I ignored. I've never been a people person, and sometimes when people are actually interested in friendship I don't know where to put it. In any case I'm sorry.

Something about...longing.

Something bittesweet.

And the intuitive feeling that something horrible is going to happen.

GWEN

get away from the computer, you're obsessed.

"Why You'd Want To Live Here ( Read more... )

FUCK

I'm so bored.

Maybe I should take up cocaine or something.

Maybe heroine.

I dunno.

SOMEBODY SAVE ME.

It's like...I'm locked in here with my own mind...like we're two separate people, and we're both getting cabin fever really horribly bad....Pretty soon there won't be enough room here for the both of us. Some one has got to go.

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Letting Go

-Gloria Anzaldua

It's not enough

deciding to open.

You must plant your fingers

into your navel, with your two hands

split open,

spill out the lizards and horned toads

the orchids and the sunflowers,

turn the maze inside out.

Shake it.

Yet, you don't quite empty.

Maybe a green phlegm

hides in your cough.

You may not even know

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do you wanna dance with me, cookie??

take off your apron...

get closer to me...


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i can see the leaves of golden glisten in the sun

making time for everyone is what i should have done

blue and green with eyes between are acting all the same

you and me are never free until we're cast away

but it really doesn't matter couldn't change it if i tried

though it really doesn't matter

i'll do it till i get it right

i go to stab him and turn the knife on myself.

again.

and again.

and again.

sevvv

ver

I have no origins. I come from latex and steril styrofoam containers.