poor wendy. |
I never write about my relationships when I'm in them. Only the after, only the break-up, and I imagine that it leads everyone to believe that I am perpetually wrecked and depressed when the truth is ...
Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 23:03:00 GMT |
me, myself, & i. |
I'm a joke.It's funny the sort of thoughts that can enter your head one September morning when you're in a shower that just can't make you warmer, mulling over the same old garbage you've mulled over ...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 05:37:00 GMT |
writings, pt. 3 |
HeartBeautifulyou call me as my heartstumbles, stutters, and stopsat your feet.It's ready and willingit's yours for the taking.Don't hurt me.Don't hurt me.Don't hurt me.
That's Not Love. That's 30,000...
Posted by on Wed, 23 May 2007 13:14:00 GMT |
it never got weird enough for me. |
yesterday marked the two year anniversary of dr. hunter s. thompson's suicide. for those of you who don't know about hunter s. thompson, he is one of the most ingenius writers and interesting people t...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 11:54:00 GMT |
writings, pt. 2 |
A Different Kind of Burden (for Danielle)she was going to change the world, and that was her ongoing burden. whether she liked it or not, she was destined for the extraordinary; she was a celestial be...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 13:14:00 GMT |
as long as we're here, we might as well dance. |
"But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin."- The Savage, Brave New World
Posted by on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 19:34:00 GMT |
writings. |
GossamerThe contours of your lips melt along with my trembling fingertips, and I cannot think of anything better for the moment.Between hushed whispers and tangled sheets you drink me in with your eye...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Jul 2006 01:02:00 GMT |
