The shift from a desolate, sporadic cold to a warm, less lonely season leaves a girl sitting at her back door with the remains of certain cigarettes escaping in her breath. Every exhale lets out another reason why temperate nights and enjoyably unbearable daylights should exist. What do we have but a feather held firmly between our thumb and ( Read more... )

there are some words, maybe noises, the likes of which i do not know how to put into words. i wish the world of technology, as unstimulating as it is to me, would offer something to make noise into and then tell me how to spell it ( Read more... )

it's four in the morning and i'm almost wide-eyed. the past few weeks have got me all in a fuss; i'm not sure exactly how to unscramble the eggs up in my head, that's impossible. mentally/emotionally i can not wait to get this house figured out and moved into. i want to sleep there and put some flowers in it's ground and light it's rooms and put ( Read more... )

Those eyes spill out everywhere ( Read more... )

It's hard to remember the smell and sun of summer when current wind and ice attack me all the live long day. During these winter months I always feel as if "anything is better than this mess" and "I'd rather be roasting myself alive on a blacktop in the desert". It's hard to sleep and eat right, it's hard to take showers and not wonder about the ( Read more... )

THIS HAS BEEN THE LONGEST TWO WEEKS OF ALL TIME.  OH BUT WHY?!

I want, more than almost anything, to lay down on the couch, positioned so wonderfully in the sun, and dream. I want to dream I'm a bird and I want to fly around and chirp and peck at feeders that interested and interesting people set up for me and others like me. I could make it happen- in my brain- and see it happen- behind my eyes- but there's ( Read more... )

I'm trying to do my taxes, at eight in the morning, and for some reason there is an error and I can't figure it out. I've done these things before and I know that I'm able but it's just not working right! I can ask my father to help but it just would probably feel better to say to him "Hey dad I filed my taxes this morning" instead of "I messed ( Read more... )

Alright. I heard that there exists a "professor" at Macomb who teaches in his classes that love doesn't last for "more than three years" and that if you aren't going to have children you just shouldn't get married at all because there is no point in it other than having company for the rest of however long it is you last. People can't stay in ( Read more... )

Dear Today,
Why are you the worst of things? Such a dang bully. Please stop. It's horrible enough that you carry on to the next day, day after day, so drink this juice. There's no poison in it... don't worry.
Sincerely,
The bullied

This is how the past two days have left me:

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