but I always thought that Id see you... |
I miss my grandmother.And no, I'm really not ok. help?
Posted by on Tue, 04 Dec 2007 23:19:00 GMT |
in the presence of the absolute, I crumble. |
I guess this is the beginning of the end.A completely alien leg of a completely alien race; I'm afraid to look ahead.I'm dead scared; no pun intended. Running, Tripping, Stalling...and so Resigned. Wa...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 22:44:00 GMT |
on aging. |
why oh why did it take me so long to grow up?I feel as if for the last several years I've been wallowing in the remnants of my childhood, clinging to the last threads with everything I have. I still h...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 22:25:00 GMT |
last spring, in regards to our faulkner final |
This was assigned at 1:30 PM and still my page lies Desolate My tongue thick in my throat as the words fail to materialize across my Parched lips and among The frantic typing of twenty-odd fanatic...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 18:21:00 GMT |
abysmal/abstruse: i abdicate my soul. (about me) |
About Me:To say the least, I am a seventeen year old girl.To say more, I am a seventeen year old girl with what I would hazard to say is an old soul. An old, innocent soul. I see depth in places where...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 20:08:00 GMT |
oh, revelation |
Speeding down the highway while Cloaked in fog and Sleet draws harsh lines on the fractured windshield Unabated Waking to darkness and chill when the constant of Alarm drones Duhduhduhdweeeeyo...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 22:53:00 GMT |
entre nous |
As he danced I became unaware of the detachment that had grown so palpable between us and I felt a mending of souls alike, until the heat of his gaze on my hips rooted me firmly in imagination. His ha...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 20:00:00 GMT |
scream, my heart |
I saw you under the streetlight on the twenty-first of MayOn the corner of Broadway and Pine where we in tight jeans and piercings play children in the nightAnd the heavy smoke of modern youth machine...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Mar 2007 20:34:00 GMT |
abstraction |
it's monday. i've always liked mondays.there isn't ever really anything fun to do monday nights, so i always feel like i'm missing out on less than i am on other nights.but really, monday is always a ...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 01:16:00 GMT |
future |
i'm going to be in a bandand we'll be called the Press Darlingsand i'll wear a silver minidress with yellow tightsand we'll be lovely.i don't know where i get these dreams from.i kind of want them to ...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Feb 2007 22:48:00 GMT |
