January 2012
December 2011
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Cradle robbin'
Snuggled up in sweats and a flannel. Funfetti cupcakes and whiskey in my belly. Cleansed, warm, tired. Brekyn is lying next to me. We both have a cough. You don’t have to be in the Christmas spirit to watch Elf.
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The pressures of getting married. Starting to get to me.
“The nerve of those Whos. Inviting me down there - on such short notice! Even if...”
– the Grinch
i wish
that i
could see
your face
this christmas
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wait what?
But it seems that something has happened that has never happened before:
though we know not just when, or why, or how, or where.
Men have left GOD not for other gods, they say, but for no god; and this has never happened before
That men both deny gods and worship gods, professing first Reason,
And then Money, and Power, and what they call Life, or Race, or Dialectic.
The Church disowned, the...
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“In the beginning GOD created the world. Waste and void.
Waste and void. And...”
– T.S Eliot- “The Rock”
100%. all of this tattooed on my body.
I cant even tell you how fucking passionate iam about this peom
religious freak? yeah sure, get at me.
random meetings while visiting dylan at starbucks
two gay men talking about dylans striking features and a black man who wants me to host his show at the Fixx.
Weird happenings at this starbucks.
Fuck Arizona and its holiday madness. Traffic and snowbirds. Get the helllllll out of here.
november 29th 2010
I am weak. Weak like your Aunt Mary who’s aunt mary is dead. Weak like cable lines in a wind storm. I crawl in bed and I lie there and stare at the ceiling which looks like the bottom of an ocean, crawling with memories and creeping desires that feed on the dust that sits there. Feeding. Like a whale and a school of fish. Gulping in mouthfuls at a time, not bothering to chew.
I know so much about...
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I enjoy being with my family mainly for the sole purpose of listening to solid country music jams. A reminder of my roots. Scottsdale hasnt tarnished me fully. Yeahhhh bakersfield. Wish I was going back to you this winter.
“I don’t like this expression “First World problems.” It is false and it is...”
– Teju Cole on the “#firstworldproblems” meme, in a series of tweets compiled by Alexis Madrigal (via risenapes)
Do you ever want to shrink? just to soak up dead skin particles on your carpet to only cave more and more into that persons onceness. You can make or break me with a single sentence. How does one have that much advantage. We used to be children, and now the sanctity of touch has been hindered by salacious glances and thoughts of lust. Stems of plenty hatred grows with each bud on my tongue, with...
The song Minnesota, WI just sweeps me.
so carry on my dear, what is clear up in the daylight is we’re hung here fall is coming soon, a new year for the moon and the Hmong here
I haven’t had to work these past few days, and I forgot what it feels like to just sit in stillness. For the last two years, waking up would mean feeling pained. The second my eyes opened, almost instantaneously I would feel this insufferable pain quaking things of reality, like my bed and lampshade. I lived daily in this relentless anguish, this fucking anxiety hell hole, and those close to...
“In the town one morning I went
Staggering through premonitions of my death
I...”
– tiger mountain peasant song- fleet foxes
God in three in persons.
Perfect in power, love, and purity.
for girls eyes only. →
I would have done just about anything to be at his... →
