My stepsister has this thing where she sleeps with every guy she meets
Yeah, that's called Narcolepsy.
Haha. Yeah, having vivid dreams.
?? what??
when was the last time I saw you?
when we couldn't find booze.
When we sat in the dark?
yeah.
At the moment I'm facing worthlessness. I just encountered a picture from Prom - I'm handsomer than I thought I was. I don't know how to feel about being unconventional in my collarless black button-up I wore with a silver tie and Heart pin.
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150558809025475&set=t.171701041&type=1&theater
I know I had a good time; I do love dances. I just don't remember much. Of anything, really. A couple swaths of general. It's the details others recall that I rely on and live through. I'd love to have a past that I could smile on, but don't remember ever being happy or satisfied enough with myself to associate positive vibes with much. That's not to discredit a single thing that has made me myself, including friends, circumstances, schools, expenses, fights, shows, failures, and perceived failures.
I sat at the computer and thought 'esta abierto' - had to look up abierto - thought it was lips or something I would read into. Definitely means 'open'. literally took me by surprise - the eyebrow raise, quickened heart, and all.
I was just reading in the sunshine. I want to be me. I find I can.
I wrote the following somewhere like October of '10.
Why do all my writings start with 'I'm in danger'?
today I faced a devil
he told me Jesus will return
i told him Jesus already came
to ease all of my burn.
he smirked and said
your god is dead
and cried in mock disgrace-
i said "my god's alive well
you're looking at his face"
"Who am I? The Lord God Almighty. Who are you?"
"I'm like you, much the same. I watch for you and obtain the glimmers I see you have."
"Good, son. Keep watching - I've got something pretty spectacular for you."
I pronounce Chandalier 'shawn.DAHL.yay' and diabetes like the Greek Philosopher 'dee.A.bih.teez'
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