Friday, March 28, 2008

i hope there's wind enough to take you where you want to go.

i love the fetal position.
sigur ros DOES sound like being inside a womb.

i had the most terrible dream today that made me realize that life is moving too fast for me again. i'm standing perfectly still and all i can see are streams of people who have contrasting jackets and heavy griefcases.

i don't want to grow up to be miserable.

remember to stop me when i start to feel too heavy. or when i start to complain about the weight of the atmosphere on my shoulders. i came here to love, so open your arms and let me in.

i need a lazy sunday in the bed of someone lovely.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

a boo boo? DON'T GO OVERBOARD.

#1 rules are meant to be broken.
there were a list of others but are currently unimportant. i'll pass on the children.
i'd rather sleep anyways.

or have my back torn to shreds by nerve-racked nails and too long cuticles.

i don't like the way my computer screen moves back and forth and i don't like dirty sheets. or the dirty thoughts i have in them. i think for my anniversary i will celebrate with hands on-hands off approval from some stranger no one knows or cares about after it's all a regretful page in a diary.

teenage lust is so dramatic.
and insatiable.


breathe, this too will pass.
i hope.

Monday, March 24, 2008

NINTEENTH CENTURY PLAYS

edited by george rowell
second edition

a little lonely. this too will pass.
i put the book back on the shelf. i will in due time.
i'm terribly sorry, i really should be a little more helpful.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

your pond or mine?

UGH.

I guess it's only natural. Hopes die, people die, insects die, beloved family pets die and I guess it's normal that computers, also, perish underfire.

God dammit.

The past few days have had a slingshot effect around the moon and so far gravity hasn't had a chance to activate itself. I feel good. I am supported. Hypothetically and litterally. I did however watch a less than satisfactory documentary about lunar landings. If I wanted to see fake people on a fake moon with fake suits, I'd read a comic book or draw a picture.

Does masochism happen in cycles? Due to astute observations, I'd say yes.
But good god, does it feel good at 3 in the morning.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

WHOLE GRAIN BAGELS MULTIGRAIN FLAX

ride it out ride it out ride it out ride it out.
allergies are exhaustingly overrated. breast reduction makes me hurt by existing, let alone me researching it. they take the nipples off.

life is a balanced chequebook today. lifting weights and eeting baggles.

i wish my hair was longer. that last haircut tapped me out. so did the new headphones. so did last night. phew. one good sleep and one text book to obsess with for the next 24 hours. midterms should not be this late. nor should i have to write 2 of them.

i think i'm ok now. i just needed to get an oil change.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

Hey, World. Leave me alone.

In some instances, I can't help but think that people don't belong in this world.
Not because they suck, are fat or have no social skills. The inner clock inside them doesn't work with the pace of everyday life.

I'm totally one of them. I can't keep up with you.

Today was one of those days where I focus on the contrived nature of society. How hypocritical and full of bullshit everyone is, regardless if they attempt to be or not. I need space lately. Sorry.

My parents are sleeping in the same bed tonight. I am in love with that.

I am so much cooler on the internet. fuck.