December 2009
Good Thing I Have W Blue Sky Lives
I don’t remember feeling that good. I let myself slip away into his arm arms. Thank you.
You are all forgiven.
Who are you to tell me to shut the fuck up. You’re a sick bastard who takes pleasure in other people’s downfalls.
I slept on an old, worn-out couch, pressing my face into a foul smelling pillow and clutching a jacket that didn’t belong to me. I listened to you...
November 2009
Take Down Your Lights
He and I are fighting, M.R. is away at Camp Crystal Lake (P.S. hope you don’t get murdered or pranked by some kid in a Jason mask… oh wait that was your plan), and I miss my own bed.
I think I’ll take a drive to the lake.
Now I Won't Be Able To... SPLEEN!
I’m not posting for my entertainment. I’m posting to keep M.R. from attacking me via text messages.
I’m sorry for re-blogging so many pictures. I can’t open my pictures on my dad’s computer.
I better be home for for Glam/Make-Up Rock rehearsals on Monday or I may go mad. Rehearsals make my week. They keep me at bay. I have many coversations about nothing there.
My...
Generic Thanksgiving List
What are the things I’m thankful for, you ask?
I’m thankful for many things. There’s too many to list. I’m thankful for dreams and love, for life and for death, for music and for words, for friends and for family, for you and for me, for heartbreaks and tears (because they better us in the end), for books and for the stars, for him and for her, for playplaces at fast food...
The Son Of Rage & Love
Dearly beloved, are you listening? I can’t remember a word that you were sayin’. Are we demented, or am I disturbed? The spaces inbetween, insane and insecure.
You can’t choose who you love. You don’t choose to fall in like, or in love. It just happens.
It may be with someone you never looked twice at, it may be someone you always are close to, or it may be someone you...
I Knew You Were Good
“Say… Would you guys know how to Madison?”
– Brad Majors: Rocky Horror Picture Show
“It’s not easy having a good time! Even smiling makes my face ache!”
– Frankenfurter: Rocky Horror Picture Show
“Frank-n-Furter it’s all over. Your mission is a failure, your...”
– Riff Raff: Rocky Horror Picture Show
At The End Of The Day
Alrighty. Here’s the deal.
I do not think you know me. At all. You say you know how I’m feeling, and you say what I’m saying is all wrong, but I just don’t think you know what I’m going through.
It’s really not the fact that I’m always saying “I’ve had a bad day,” but it’s the fact that whenever I snap at you and get agitated, I...
I Don't Believe In Time
Don’t ever forget: wherever you go, I’m always with you.
Fill Me With The Power Of Darkness
The closer you get to the darkness, the greater your shadow becomes.
If I Jumped
If you find yourself stumbling over sidewalk curbs And your friends help you up, but they just make it worse ‘Cause they hear your voice, but they can’t feel your words If change comes to chase you through a field of grass And it’s up to your waist and you want to collapse So you can hide on the ground and just wait for it to pass ‘Cause you’re being pinched and prodded and you’re tired of it...
I Don't Have These Memories
I do not remember when I had to sit on the phonebook to reach the table.
I do not remember the sensation of my first breath.
My earliest memory is of a house surrounded by fog. The sun was shining.
I wanted to run back inside and get a beach ball, but my mom told me I couldn’t.
I wonder what the fog was.
Maybe my house was being gased.
I used too many be verbs.
Jeff Buckley
The Room's Starting To Spin
I just got home from SOR Movie Night. D.F. makes me smile with his earlobe obsession.
The Sandlot’s a funny movie when watching it with SOR kids.
Tomorrow’s Friday.
I think I will wear a bow in my hair and makeup on my face. But I have gym.
I’ll think about it.
“The basis of optimism is sheer terror.”
– Oscar Wilde
Really...?
Quoth The Raven, "Nevermore."
I watched a couple in the middle of the soccer field today laying next to each other gazing A little girl was running on the line like the commercial Old men hitting a softball, being announcers at the same time Walkers are laughing who needs a radio.
It Makes All The Difference
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay...
Please Understand
I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love — put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, A taper in a rushing wind.
That Summer
There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is...
I'd Love To Be You, Wayne
Of Butterflies & Gutterflies
This Is
A World Without Us
Eddie
Stay sane inside insanity.
“Every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to...”
– A Tale of Two Cities
Endless Repeat
Closing Symptoms
I'm A Monster
I'd Love To Have A Wedding Such As This
Obviously
Thanks Korina
Of Ends & The Bends
“Leo and Christine moved out from Chicago twenty-two years ago. They had both worked forty long years at a car factory and had dreamed of the sun and the sand and lawn chairs and endless bridge games. They had been married for thirty-six years when they retired, had raised three children, had scraped and saved and planned. They’re in their late eighties now. They’ve had all the...
Of Superman & Horrorman
I am not young enough to know everything
Episodes and Parallels
Yet each man kills the thing he loves By each let this be heard, Some do it with a bitter look, Some with a flattering word, The coward does it with a kiss, The brave man with a sword!
Of Tooth Aches & Drill Bits
Today while wandering the empty aisles of a supermarket, a small boy in the arms of his mother looked directly into my eyes. His bright blue ocean met my dull grey fog. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from this young child. All he did for the next few minutes was smile at me. He would not look away.
This boy gave me hope.
Hope for the future. Hope for the past. Hope for recovery. Hope for a...
Of Smiles & Rivals
It's Just A Jump To The Left...!
Why must this glorious aspect called life come to an end?
Why is it out with the old and in with the new?
My family is dysfunctional. I have a brother who never listens, a sister who’s way too pretty, a mom who misses her home, a father who’s never home. And me. That’s said in itself.
I think I’m wasting it away. I don’t really know what life is.
Don't Dream It. Be It.
Last night was Halloween. I stayed up until 1:59 A.M.
I watched it turn from 1:59 A.M. to 1 A.M.
My wish of time travel had been completed.
My friends and I stayed up late Time Warping and watching Rocky Horror Picture Show. Our response to it was “…?”
We fell asleep to Scooby Doo, and I went to bed in love.
Madly. Truly. In love.
He wouldn’t leave my...
