"Now I accept that facing the difficult is part of the heroic journey of writing, a preparation, a ritual of sanctification--that it is through this arduous process of grappling with words that writing becomes my true home, a place of solace and comfort." bell hooks
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
WELLSFARGO!
I hate the fact that I can't be fucking responsible enough to avoid overdraft motherfuckin fees!
ugh!!!
I hate that they didn't approve my withdrawal of WRITING 2!
wtf?!?!?!?
stupid ass!!!
i need to get my life together.... but i keep saying that and nothing has changed. i need to get my life together, and as much as i type it out, I know that it will probably wont happen! I NEED TO FUCKING GET MY LIFE TOGETHER!!!
I REALLY HOPE I DO!
I WILL
BUT I KNOW THAT IT'S ONE BIG MESS!!
ugh....
annoyed at friends, annoyed and school, annoyed at everything and everyone
brb!
FUCK!!!!
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
I am SOBERRRRRR
I want to imagine that there is no place like the space of color where true love is found....
I want to imagine that there is a soul outside of the air I breathe. When there was a true color in the sky I squinted to make sure there was a pink shade of glitter to represent me...
I don't know if i am scared of loving a person for their age,
Or if i am scared of loving a person for their skin color,
But i am scared of loving he.
I want to wake up in the summer with only a speedo on. My hair hiding my face and just a sea of comfort over me. When the night takes over i need to know that I am alive and still awake. I don't want to sleep under the sheets with only an empty space next to me. The space that haunts me when i don't know what's next in life. I want to feel the sun give color to my skin, I want to know that something out there is needing me to live on...
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
I woke up thinking that I don't want to speak.....
God that asshole wrote to me and even though I could seriously care less at the moment, WTF?!?!?
I needed to be forgotten,
I needed to feel as if it never happened like other events in my life....
I am embarrassed by how I felt,
Reacted,
Expressed the care I had inside for a closet case that reminds me so much of my own past...
I know why I woke up. I woke up because I lack the tender space that would keep me asleep. The space that would tire me,
Hold me,
Look into my eyes and kiss me goodnight.
I need to fix my reality and stop wanting the broom of fantasy that will sweep the nightmares from within.