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if i have a grudge with you,
today is a good day to reconcile
reconnaissance. reconciliation.
what is the difference?,
its all just a matter of digging up.
today is of forgiveness,
and concession
if only in my mind.

revelation:
revel-, delight, -ation, delighting in it,
revealing, the act of revealing, the delight of revealing
to my delight?,
i reveal:

i know myself far better than one would expect a fucked person of a mere decade and a half to know themselves
and i'm rather proud of that

i know you hate this day,
but it got me to thinking

i am both full and incomplete
full with hope, perhaps, or some kind of lingering joy that i forgot i had
i've missed things that were simple and profound, and maybe i'm finding them again
call me shallow now, clay houston
(:

sit me down, shut me up
t-2 days and counting, and i've stopped worrying (or even thinking) about it
what do i want?

Slip-sliding back into my old ways. Backsliding? I think thats the appropriate word. Backsliding into a life of sin! Or not so much. Backsliding into apathy, and reservation, and immoral superiority, and all of these talents that I had down so well but let go of when I decided to make your stupid mistake. Well, I never lost them completely, did I? ( Read more... )

I am unimaginably sick of being second best ( Read more... )

There is that strange feeling at the back of my throat, stealing away into the furthest recesses of my mind. I know what it is, and why should I deny it? Forever the archer; forever Diana, the huntress, the hunted. Eternally bound to stand with my back to those arches, stringing arches of my own with bows laced with the burning need to strike gold ( Read more... )

After these past few months, one would have thought that I would have learned the importance of giving people a little opportunity to get inside of me. To get under my skin. I should have learned to let people in when I learned that I push those I need and those who need me away at the most inopportune moments. Yet, it is like it always has been. ( Read more... )

foon foo floo flu
i hate being sick,
and missing art