05 jul 22 // 00:27 hrs hello, salutations, greetings. it's been a minute. went to hella mega. all 3 bands were stunning. confetti down my back / shadow smears on my eyes / air of something stronger gracing me. i was crushed three ways. the masses, my emotion, and you. billie joe shone but basket case is brighter in the reflection of your eyes. screaming saturday with your hand in mine. i'm hopeles... » Continue Reading
17 jun 22 // 23:12 hrs CTRL+A CTRL+D sick of writing my bones out and scrapping it all. i've got nothing. she's sweet as battery, man... you kiss an enemy's hand... no words today, sorry folks, hate to let you down. the ol' brain's run out of juice. i'll say just one thing » Continue Reading
16 jun 22 // 23:38 hrs so yeah. my day. i always end up writing cryptic shit, so i'm gonna try to seperate poetry from blogs now... still gonna keep my weird way of writing though. went to town, the five of us. sweltering after weighted rain. i am lighter still. they notice i only bust out the arm warmers in summer. cower. cover. coward. funny how we've all dated, yet still we forgive and forget,... » Continue Reading
16 jun 22 // 22:49 hrs love triangles... pentagons. it's always been that way, we've been around, three-week stints then erased from memory, to platonically closer than ever. selective amnesia. take turns, try the next girl, yeah, my ex, your cousin, her best friend, oh yeah, we dated, remember? fuck, that was a while ago, only 6 months? wow, now they're » Continue Reading
14 jun 22 // 21:33 hrs in true june fashion i am once again smothered. not as if i tried to save myself, but neither did i hold off the temptation... such a sick mind of mine, that lures itself to its own end; knowing, oh so surely, that this will once again send me careening into disaster. discourse, my love, give me comfort, reassurance (in the form of self affliction). but see, child... disaste... » Continue Reading
07 jun 22 // 23:26 hrs may my finger-bones become brittle. crack snap, fracture. dislocated as i am dissociated. if i should deprive and repress... as i once did. i'll become what i once was. what i once wore (as a badge of sick pride), deficient. deficiency leads to discolouration. fingertips, bone-white. purple-bluish knuckles. burning-blush palms. pallid, cold. deficiency lead » Continue Reading
06 jun 22 // 02:02 am rain, in summer, stuffy and weighted. i am wanted and so i go. i'll do anything for someone's attention these days. becoming someone else, new personality for each of them. it gets harder when they're all around. just two today though. flirting for laughs and laughing for looks. we're ships again. drift in and out, chase our own currents but ride the same waves. distant. with... » Continue Reading
05 jun 22 // 02:00 i quit the game when i was winning. just because some new know-it-all players butted in. but i made these rules, i planned and formulated each and every move. orchestrated the path to my very own end. i became better at this, this hiding, lying, tricking... and though my towers are crumbled, i still have the plans, the foundations i built my fortress on. i'm rebuilding. and this... » Continue Reading
04 jun 22 // 22:13 you must break the pattern today, or the loop will repeat tomorrow!! you ust bre k the pat ern toda , or t e loop ill re eat tom r ow!! y u us bre k he at ern t da , r t e l op i l re e t to r ow ! u s b e e a e n d , t l o l e t t r w ! s e a n ... » Continue Reading
jun 03 '22 // 00:24 i don't want to be a pick me up. your coffee went cold, you turn to me... wake you up, bring you to life, make you feel. i got all the emotions, you know that. i give you reaction. traction. pain, just a fraction. i wrap you 'round my icy finger. i always could... i know how to get to you, i know the ways of your brain better than i know my own. i could plant myself in there, l... » Continue Reading
2:05 am // may 2nd 2022 so this is my first post. i'm gonna be posting some real emo bullshit here, like 2004 livejournal type bullshit. ignore me. or don't, i don't particularly care. god i sound so bitchy rn, i swear i'm a nice person, but i have my last two exams of the year in 7 hours and i haven't studied at all, so... yeah. but what am i doing instead of stu(dying)? listening to my chemica... » Continue Reading