Empty as the soil once the flower bed's been pruned. Lost as a drop of rain, crashing, stomach-first, into the river. Hopeless as a promise, I will live. But my garden is long gone and my womb will be bare. @import url('https://fonts.googleap » Continue Reading
He is the blinding light in a shroud of darkness!!! He's the sea to my salt!!! He's the milk to my bitter coffee!!!! I am sick of being so sad so I'm going to yap about my boyfriend because I love him and because he doesn't shame me for being seasonally and generally down in the dumps! Last night I told him how I felt about everything, that I just wasn't feeling very fly like a g6 at the moment, a... » Continue Reading
I feel as though my writing is missing something. I'm currently working on chapter 7 and beginning chapter 8 of the book I'm writing as the second share for my thesis class is on the 22nd. But I've reached a problem. There are times where I need to call back on the mc's thoughts and rejection of her romantic feelings towards the love interest, but I feel like it's repetitive? Maybe it's supposed t... » Continue Reading
UGGGHHHHHHHH URGGHHHHHH AAUUUUGHHHHHHHH I can't find anything poetic to say about recent events so take these inhuman sounds of agony. The job hunt is still on. It's been on. It will never be off. But now I think I should shift gears to dedicating my new hypothetical paycheck to a running away fund in case my parents and my boyfriend move to Mexico in the next few years. I should probably learn S... » Continue Reading
I want him to come pluck the loneliness off of me like their ticks from tall grass. But what a task that is. To find me curled up in the dark, infested. Today I saw someone who looked just like an old friend. I went to her high school graduation with her family. I was the only one out of our group to show. She won't be coming to mine. And I am just beginning to grapple with it, but I've been grap... » Continue Reading
Hand to waist, hand to hand we move in time to no one's song. Soles flat on linoleum, souls high past the ceiling over the clouds. The chance to orbit every star. E » Continue Reading
I've been handling liquor terribly as of late. I mean, certainly not the worst I've handled it, but I just seem to start silently sobbing in reaction to my own doubts. I had no business doubting his reciprocation of love for me because he proved it absolutely ten-fold. I don't know what it was. Usually he's the one thing I never cry about anymore, but I guess I just took some things personally and... » Continue Reading
Can things stop drastically changing my life unexpectedly? Please? Please???? So, apparently I'm set to graduate by the end of this year? I honestly didn't know until now. I'm still not sure if I am or not. But if I am, I'm sort of really terrified. Like, this is it. This is the rest of my life. I need a job so I can start buying the house or a house. Some house needs to be bought. First order of ... » Continue Reading
I'm on the brink of actually crashing out, chat. Two nights ago, I had a horrible stress nightmare. It was similar to the one I had about a month or so ago where I was sitting on the porch of a house listening to a party going on that I couldn't join. This time, I was following my boyfriend around some house party or something and he'd speak to everyone but me. Which is ridiculous. We've gone out... » Continue Reading
I was panicking, but now I am not so sure that it was even warranted. A quote that has unironically saved my life is "Don't trust your thoughts past 9 P.M." because the great deal of melancholy that washes over me ought to be studied. I'm not even sure for what. Maybe a study on defective brains or lovesickness or something. I'm currently reading The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Trip which, to summari... » Continue Reading
Goodness, all day I've been thinking and thinking and wanting to write and now that I'm here, I don't know how to begin this entry. Perhaps I should start with Halloween. It's already this Thursday and I'm a bit troubled by it. My boyfriend wants us to go hang out with the girl we met in L.A. and believe me, I think that sounds really nice. We'll go to a party, have some drinks, I'll dress as Gir... » Continue Reading
What's 9+10? I've been doing well the past few days. Just exhausted if anything and anxious because of midterms. In typical fashion, every important paper and exam I need to complete has been announced all at once. The only silver lining is that I'm that much closer to wrapping up my second to last semester and in just a few more months I'll be gone. On tuesday, I did my best to focus on the pape... » Continue Reading