April 2012
56 posts
6 tags
6 tags
March 2012
101 posts
5 tags
6 tags
3 tags
5 tags
3 tags
4 tags
8 tags
10 tags
5 tags
8 tags
5 tags
You: What's the female word for beau?
Me: Girlfran?
6 tags
9 tags
7 tags
7 tags
5 tags
5 tags
7 tags
6 tags
4 tags
How many times do I need to hear something to...
Lately I’ve been discovering what I really want from a lot of aspects of my life. I can’t believe how clear it has become in the last few weeks and how easy it feels. Being honest with myself has been something I always struggled with, but when I stop worrying and taking into consideration what someone else would do, it becomes clear. I know what I want. I’ve known what I wanted,...
5 tags
7 tags
6 tags
8 tags
5 tags
8 tags
6 tags
5 tags
7 tags
now i'm sick
and whenever i get around to finally posting the self portraits i just took, i wonder if you will be able to tell/if any of you will even be able to figure out the math/etc to know this is the day on which i took them. i’m holding onto a special prize if any of you point this out in the future. i’m just saying, it’s not something i would normally just send to a [potential]...
8 tags
3 tags
3 tags
10 tags
Glitter on the mattress Glitter on the highway Glitter on the front porch Glitter on the hallway
6 tags
10 tags
4 tags
6 tags
I haven't been so sad to leave a place in a very...
Everyone I spent time with in the last week made me remember why I feel so lucky to come from Northeast Ohio. For so many reasons, I am counting down the days until I can be back in the heavy humid air of my hometown.
Standing on top of a parking deck all alone, watching cars drive by below, closing my eyes and feeling the gusts of wind wrap around me that night really instilled in me the...
6 tags
5 tags
5 tags
4 tags
Spicer Street Parking Deck
Truck drives by. It starts to rain. Cop drives up slowly, rolls down window, states simply:
“You better jump down now.”
We might as well have been standing up there for 3 years.
4 tags
5 tags
When I got off the plane, after eleven hours of travel and forty years away, the...
– JSF, EL&IC, p. 268.
[you carry it with you.]
4 tags
5, 6, 8, 3. 3, 3, 2, 8, 4.
The wind lapped against our faces; turning my long hair into whips. We talked about Indiana Jones.
The trees long for the sky and the river longs for the sea; nothing stays here. You asked about my family.
The air was so blue and the shadows so crisp; some days i wish could always exist. We should have bought that bicycle.