December 2010
36 posts
Day 5
My dreams…
To write a letter to my dreams I guess I should identify them first.
I want to graduate from college with a masters in english. In doing so, I would really like to be a scrabble badass. I want to travel around helping people for a while after that. I have always said Africa and the Peace Core…but I don’t mind if it’s just volunteer work, anywhere (within...
Day 4
To my sibling or closest family member…
Alex or Aunt Cheryl? To my brother all I can say is I am glad we have gotten past our differences and I love watching you be all married. It’s adorable watching you grow up at 26. We have so little in common…but you are a cool guy. You make me remember that I can like and love people different than me. Our interests are on opposite...
http://youtu.be/upnTg2GPgTM
(scratch out the love and add in smitten)
I’m so crazy. One track mind these days, I wasn’t kidding when I said I was like a twelve year old boy who thinks too much.
My fantasies are become more realistic.
Scary.
Maybe
“Maybe we could get coffee, you like coffee. Clearly :)”
Maybe you could stop stringing me along and come over.
Maybe the word maybe should never have been invented and only was so sketch cats can say (or not say) what they want without any blame.
Maybe I’m tired of waiting for you and I’m ready to get to know you now.
Maybe since “meeting” you I have had...
“…We dance to toughen the skin of our soles
and soften the skin of the...”
– In the Moonlight Dancing
Juliett Jade Chi
"You believe in God?" I ask Henry.
“Does God believe in me? That is the question.”
“A: Love is sort of a past time one tends to out grow. A hobby that finally...”
– Le Divorce
Neverland, Wonderland vs my living room
I’m so tired of waking up to random people sleeping on my couch. BUT, that time is coming to an end.
The ending of an era.
I have had many phases in life, many eras. My golden age has yet to pass…but I can feel myself growing up, little by little. The things I want are changing, my tastes and attractors are shifting.
I don’t want to leave Neverland. This reality,...
“The truth will set you free. But not until it is finished with you.”
– David Foster Wallace (via constantflux)
“I like to sleep late on Sunday, I like cream in my coffee, I like my eggs over...”
– Through Painted Deserts p.117
“…something better to believe than commercials.”
– “Through Painted Deserts”
Day 3
Dear Mom and Pop,
I guess you are Pop now that Grandpa is gone. You say the prayers at family gatherings and sit in your recliner with the remotes handy. It’s comforting yet sad, but life goes on. Anyway, this letter is to you, not Grandpa. That’s a future tear stained letter.
Hey.
I don’t really know how to talk to you guys anymore. I love you. Nothing is wrong really,...
Thug life
“The memories of me Will seem more like bad dreams Just a series of blurs Like I never occurred Someday you will be loved
But I know your heart belongs to someone you’ve yet to meet”
I used to think that my big city experiences were killing me, breaking my spirit and raping me of my childish innocence. That may be true, but it has helped me so much in getting over you. Yes,...
“I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.”
– Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
I can feel my anger writhing to get out of me. I can feel the tears building. My hate is hardening like potters clay. It is no juju doll I build though, no clay mask…it is a cage for myself. I can’t even imagine if I were to face you, the fool of myself I would make.
Four years.
Four fucking years.
(Written two months ago. I am so happy to be past this.)
Onward and upward.
goodbye
Every time I saw the 72 I thought about how you could’ve been on it and seen me within a half hour, and how you never did. I began to hate that bus and every time I saw it my insides churned with lonliness.
Yearning for your presence,
hatred for your absence.
I am Detroit Sucks’s complete lack of surprise.
“I know this because Tyler knows this”
– Fight Club