Monthly Archives: November 2010
It’s the same one I got on the first day of school. It’s the same one I got when you didn’t call. It’s making me sick to my stomach, thinking about you. You make me want to disappear, honestly. I … Continue reading
I honestly have no idea what I’m doing anymore. There must have been a point, some point in my life where I was sure of where I was going, or what I was doing. Or at least, why I was … Continue reading
The afternoon sun rests lightly over the fog that surrounds us as we sit on a wooden bench. Only a roof above us, a sad excuse for shelter along the bike path that separates us and the reality of her … Continue reading
about shouting. Shouting from rooftops, from mountaintops, from the middle of the road at midnight. Shouting to no one and about nothing, or sometimes shouting at people or just one. I have fantasies about shouting until I lose my voice, … Continue reading
maybe i have a lot to say. but right now, everything i want to say is directed to you. yes, you. the one who’ll never read this , and even if you did, you probably wouldn’t give a shit. but … Continue reading
but I’ve only just realized how little I actually have to say.
and it’s not even an ad. it’s a fucking movie. “Requiem for A Dream” shit. i just can’t even handle it.