December 2010
28 posts
“It’s not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me”
– Batman
This is For Anyone
Now I have never had all the answers. That is a fact, Jack. In all honesty I am in no position to dish out the storm in my mind, but I’m trying to make sense of it. What are you doing with the pot holes in your heart?
I guess what I’m trying to say is that there are for too many questions inside of me to really claim absolution or clarity. Not only questions about myself, but people,...
“It’s refreshing knowing that happiness is a possibility even if we...”
– You
God Sleeps on the Gaza Strip
Me: I lost my way
You: I'll find it
There's Beauty in the Attempt
As far as relationships go, I did everything I was supposed to and everything I wasn’t supposed to do. I understand we live in a world of opposites, but in the world of love, fidelity and most importantly, trust, those two forces cannot coexist. Of course I realize this now. Experiences leaves an imprint for something new, something different. Whether or not that “something” is...
“I’ll stick it at our skin, pierced for something/
Besides, don’t...”
– Manchester Orchestra
Potato, Potatoh
I guess everything is really a matter of perception. My experiences shift the way I see things under a certain light, just the way others’ experiences force them to view things a certain way. Life can be so consuming at times. It really takes a nice set of balls (and lady balls) to be screwed on tightly in order to really stand your ground. Sometimes you get pushed so hard, so suddenly, the...
danry:
Mount Eerie & Julie Doiron
“With...
Coming at you live from my room
So last night was bomb diggity fantastic! A beautiful blend of poetry from the hottest poets on the face of the planet followed by my inaugural party made one fantastic evening! I mean I got to see my friends and hung out with some people I rarely did but glad I got to last night. Not to mention…Pizza rolls when you are drunk hit like NO other. Aside from the throw up in my room from my best...
This is really happening →
Damn you Melissa Baxter…look what you’ve got me doing
Stone Me
I have history of being the bad guy. I guess making the same mistakes can indent more than your reputation, but your dignity, your ability to remain steadfast and whole. People are so concerned with the messes they have made, they lose a grip on their own problems. I think that’s what the heart fears the most: to expose itself without the promise of protection so we find the bad inside...
sometimes a song can save you
“Mozzarella is milk’s leap to immortality”
– Dominoes Pizza Box I just destroyed
So much is happening!
Holy shit can I just press pause? I learned that the universe is accelerating in astronomy this year but hot damn it feels like everyone is on a mission. First semester of college flew by and now its almost Christmas. Now, I’m looking into signing my Pre-Lease for NEXT school year, and sometimes I wonder if we are so caught up in whats happening to really notice anything else or anyone else?...
Done and Done
So my first semester of college is over. The University of Texas at Austin gave me four months to ride the wave and I think I took the current when it served. I don’t want to get into matters of the heart, because I’d be stabbing in the dark quite frankly. All I know is that the break is finally here and my mind needed some fresh air. I finally wrote a poem today, for the first time in...
Confession
I don’t just want to say something, I want to be heard.
Love the Noise
Holy crap I can’t even think about how much I love music. Something about it. It’s effects are so instantaneous. After all, we are looking for immediate gratification. A song can even a mood swing and level you back to reality. Listening to music is a game of trust. These complete strangers who you have no connection to flow in and out of your life, leaving imprints of their own world...
Astronomy Final
So I just finished my Anthropology final. Right now I’m going to attempt and review for Astronomy, but there is so much to know, so much information I might explode from it all. But I need to get on my library grind, and knock this shit out so I can feel not like a complete failure my first semester. Let’s DO THIS!
“Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically to those who hardly...”
– T.H. White
Memories
I keep seeing your picture everywhere and my mind triggers these dominoes, leading my thoughts further and further back through time. I don’t want to remember. I’m tired of all of those thoughts and memories. Every single one of them. They are all played out; a song that lost its tune and all I want to do is turn my shoulder. Fuck that. I won’t let myself feel nada, no sorrow, no...
Get at me
Just got my first “like a little” at the library…at 3 in the morning. Can you say, MAC DADDY.