April 2012
12 posts
Life.
Around 10 this morning one of my closest friends passed away. She was only 57 but had tumors in her pancreas and a lot of other health problems. She was in pain all the time and I’m glad that at least she isn’t suffering anymore. I hadn’t talked to her in a few months because I thought I would have more time once school was over. Speaking of which, I’m probably going to...
4 tags
I’m in love with a boy named Travis.
March 2012
7 posts
Finally happy.
April 2011
2 posts
girl.
I lose track of time and space as I sit in the well-lit haze of the dungeon that i love so dearly. Jazz reverberates throughout my being as I stare into nothing. I contemplate my next artistic venture yet I know my pessimism and apathy will make it a challenge to complete. My eyes return to the page on which my left hand rests. The girl I have sketched is now a woman.
chat.
you there
well then i will just talk
so, freshman year, i thought ______ was attractive
then realized, hey im not
so i should give up
then sophomore year, i was really sad
but still thought ______ was adorable nonetheless
out of my league
too cute for me
junior year
sadder and lower self esteem
still, i wish ______ liked me
give up
senior year
i feel shitty
give up on everyone
______ is the cutest...
March 2011
3 posts
Who I am.
I appreciate art that emerges from unlikely sources. I crave words, and I live for things that make me feel overwhelmed and keenly aware. I want to watch roses bloom and unfold from skull cavities. I love beauty that comes from grey cobblestone paths that leak out of oxygen deprived, intravenous passageways, worms seeping into the dirt.
There was another book about two sisters (possibly twins?) that lived with their aunt or grandma. They hatched goose eggs and took care of animals all the time.
Sometimes forgetting is worse than remembering.
I wish I could think of the title of a book I read as a little girl. It was about a girl and a bear that lived in a tree. She had a comforter that reminded me of my gramma’s blankets.
February 2011
4 posts
Crave.
I keep thinking about the past. I want now what I wanted then. But I can’t forget what I know now.
Pet peeves (no pun intended).
I work with a local nonprofit, no-kill animal rescue. Here are some of the most frustrating and annoying things people do and say:
1. Ask if our animals cost money or are shocked that they do. We rarely break even on vet bills.
2. Let their children scream and run around, terrifying our cats and dogs. Many of our animals have been abused or are just scared of loud brats. Solution: Teach kids not...
Asleep.
I’m getting tired of everything. Since I don’t really know how to solve conflict (especially when I’m the only one afflicted), I’m going to keep quiet.
January 2011
7 posts
Today.
11,323 steps.
itsthemae asked: Thanks for the Follow :D
I need a new outlet.
December 2010
3 posts
sobranie.
i can’t wait to get these.
September 2010
1 post
ashes
my mind creates phrases that I cannot rid myself of, nor can I connect them to others as would a poet. these lines swirl around in my brain and I am unable to focus on any single thought. I begin to curse myself for being such an untalented seamstress. this thought flies away as quickly and rudely as it jolted in. my attention is now on how I will decorate my future house, then I begin to...