December 2010
35 posts
I'ma shake you off, though
Broken sundown, fatherless showdown’
gun hip, swollen lip, bottle sip, yeah, I suck dick;
lose grip on gravity falls sky blinding, crumbling walls,
river sweep away my memories of
children’s things; a young mother’s love
before the yearning song of flesh on flesh.
Young hearts burst open, wounds bleed fresh.
A young brother skinny and tall, my older walks
oceanward and...
Bedford Avenue is never far
I want to host a reality tv show about hoarding, but instead of showing hoarders and the massive amounts of shit and garbage they refuse to throw away, I’ll just verbally abuse each guest and throw everything they own away that I think is pointless.
Hoarders should not be a show. We should not glorify this pseudo-disease and the people who perpetuate the idea that this ridiculous behavior...
It’s really hard to sleep without him.
“Someone doesn’t like you? Fuck it. Having a bad day? Fuck it.
Didn’t get that...”
– Gerard Way (via inchofsanity)
He wanted me to leave it on, so I left it on.
“That’s the best revenge of all: happiness. Nothing drives people crazier than...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via idontmindyouundermyskin)
Love is tough. Time is rough.
I couldn’t sleep without you last night. I battle almost every night about whether or not I should tell you that I think I’m falling for you. I’m afraid of the connotations that word might bring into my life. It’s just opening up an entire universe of situations and emotions that I don’t know if I’m ready for.
But I feel something for you, and it has nothing to...
Fast and loose
I can’t decide if it’s better to coast through the next few parts of my life incapacitated by something that makes me feel so much better about my surroundings, or to trudge through the shit that will envelop my life for the next year while I finish my degree. After this weekend I feel like I know how it feels to be out of control, and while it was an amazing escape from feeling sorry...
Nineteen
I’ve been a lover, a fighter, a runaway, a dissenter. I’ve been a performer, a sellout, an artist, an absolute terror.
I can’t think of one person I’d appeal to, but I won’t give up yet. I’m finally waking up, I’m learning to be human again. I’m at the end of this road and I still don’t know it’s name. But there are other roads to travel...
It’s been a while since I’ve seen the sky so grey. When I woke it was dark and the rain was forming puddles on my second story stoop. I thought of all the things that I miss. I remember the spring, and the bicycles, music, and laughter. I remember the endless possibilities. Everything felt new and exciting again. I don’t know if it was your energy permeating my life, but it was...
What the fuck am I doing with my life?
When we're in bed
I want to take you to all the places I’ve been that make me feel as alive as I feel when I’m with you. I want to return the favor. I want to kiss your neck and show you the skyline. I want to hold you close and show you everything the Atlantic has to offer. There’s an electricity that I feel with you that I’ve only felt once before in my life.
There’s a spark in...
I should have known the night it rained.
I feel you now. I felt you for the first time, and it wasn’t anything like I thought it would be. I thought I’d be nervous. I thought I’d get upset. I thought I’d be a lot of things, but it turns out that I might actually be the strong one. I might be the nurturing one. I might be the one who repeats “It’s okay, I promise.” over and over again as we lay in...
People are ridiculously stupid
