As the moonlight showers in the night through the small cracks in the leaves, the forest taunts the passenger. Limb over limb, branch over branch, just the same, he recognizes som » Continue Reading
Nearly night. It drew closer, my time for departure. The darkness of my living room taunts me with visions of my demise, whether it comes as a phantom greeting me with it's twisted smile- I know it craves me. I know it wishes for my soul. Or as a daydream, others would describe a night terror, the solace gives me life. How many ways I dream of the end when truly it could never be so far away. It c... » Continue Reading
i want to talk about that a lot more than a single paragraph. i went on a work trip for 3 and a half days 3 hours away, and even though i bawled my eyes out when i got back home because my friends didn't miss me the way i missed them, i just wanna go back. to that campsite. with all of the little cabins and RV's. with that swimming pool, and public bathroom, and the thousands of lawn chairs outsid... » Continue Reading
tan fingernails are growing pinker as my fingers collect more dust underneath the nails, and around the edges. my veins stick out more on my hands. SHE MUST BE THE DEVIL!!! that song is stuck in my head sorry. eyes are getting cuter bangs are swooping more hair is turning orange, a rusty orange sad. a lot romantic. a lot energized hard-working, which i never considered myself to be childish matur... » Continue Reading
i was like maybe 4-8 during all of this. raised by my great grandmother, born 1930. old soul. church every sunday, a woman born to be a mother. i couldn't do a lot by myself, never could, i was spoiled to death. i asked her to get me early from school one day. as in, get me out of class during the day, to my surprise she said yes. all day i waited yet i left when all of the other kids did. she wa... » Continue Reading
it means she's just like her mom she'll up lonely and sad she'll end up alone and sad with rings in her mouth with guns in her house with holes in her house where did your spine go? i know i've got none is it your heart that breaks first, fragile bones » Continue Reading
there's a painful difference in hot and cold. when i thought of the heat, i thought of bleached hair. i thought of bloody knees, and i thought about ketchup stains on white t-shirts. i thought of skipping gym class, and math class, and i thought about broken shards of glass poking into your fingers everytime you type onto a broken phone. i think about green eyes, the tan skin of a boy with sun sp... » Continue Reading
i enjoyed tucking them in. i enjoyed making sure they got the comfy pillow. i enjoyed turning off the lights. i enjoyed setting their alarms after realizing they were too asleep to do it themselves. i enjoyed that. » Continue Reading
a catapult exists with one of the silliest names. "constianapull!" i used to say everyday as a child. things like those, we don't quite fully get it, we don't fully understand it, we haven't yet learned. in the unknown, as children, we react with a laugh. at these silly names. how hard it was to pronounce my neighbors name, spagetti, or to this day, filet mignon. in the unknown, as we get older,... » Continue Reading
the visit (2015). some insight to my trauma with this movie, i was 9 when my dad rented this from redbox and played it for us at 10PM in the living room. some more insight, i lived, slept, and was raised by my great grandmother. so the ultimate outcome of this movie was not the best for me. looking back now that i'm older, the twist was extremely predictable and it doesn't have the best scares any... » Continue Reading
my father started dating a woman. an older woman, 8 or so years older than him. damn does she look younger than him, though. at first i kind of hated it. i lived with him for around 8-9 years since he gained legal custody of me, and it was always just me and him. my father didn't date, not from what i could remember anyway. the one girlfriend i remember him having, he was insanely more rude and me... » Continue Reading