May 2013
He has not made me feel worthless, once. I have been unbelievably happy for days.
I love him. I love waking up to him. I love falling asleep to him. I love everything.
I love this.
I want this forever.
I will do this forever.
I am the happiest I’ve ever been.
I’ve waited for tomorrow almost everyday, for two years. Shit, y’all, shit.
Thirty hours.
Three days.
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Trying real hard to be a good person but I’ll be fucked if some folks aren’t making it real fucking hard these days.
I’m wishing them the worst.
The absolute worst.
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April 2013
I said once that I disliked Spring. It’s usually an awful season, in Houston. You practically wade through pollen. The air’s thick with lovebugs. It’s humid. It’s hot.
But this one’s kind of nice. There’ve been monsoons and fronts and cool days. The clouds have been amazing: Pillars and proud puffs of white. The air has regularly smelled like honeysuckle and...
One week. Exactly seven days and one hour and a half. I’m beside myself.
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I’m a creative person and my life is killing me.
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WebMD thinks I’m pregnant.
Yes. With a new Universe.
Hey, World. Send me Julia Durr so that I can talk about films and go to art museums with her.
I have tiny twisters in my stomach.
timeimmemorial:
We are so both and oneful night cannot be so sky sky cannot be so sunful i am through you so i.
— E.E Cummings, Complete Poems
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Watchdeer jayk
pls watch
Aisha Neal could bite your head off.
Aisha Neal is awesome enough.
And then some.
“I write to discover the next room of my fate.”
– Saul Bellow (via invisiblestories)
I wish I could find that cookie cutter and press myself into it.
I don’t want this. Do you think if I keep asking for it time and again, the world’s going to listen?
Sometimes I panic if I find myself next to a sign that says ‘1BR/1BTH UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT FREE CABLE’. White buildings that haven’t been washed in a while. Next to bail bonds centers. Next to daycares...
My world seems very ugly right now. I feel like a failure for being unable to go to his.
Six more days of this.
Aes Dana - Signs
Numbers I don’t know, sending me a text saying, ‘Rude.’
Do want to tell these folks that I started early and am full of feelings and pain and tell them about all of them.
I wanted to have a good time, tonight. I was going to. I’m exhausted.
When I rewatch ‘Melancholia’, I always hope it ends a different way. It doesn’t.
Fucking love this movie.
‘Your optimism is endearing, but delusional.’
Funny. Funny you say that.
Funny anyone truly believes that I’m an optimist.
This is so that you pay no attention to the man behind the curtain, because he’s sure as fuck anything but optimistic.
I am, at the core, cynical. Cynics refuse to progress. I refuse to believe that I am limited to a nature like this, and refuse...
“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my...”
– Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via liberumarbitriumindifferentiae)
“Give me lust, baby.
Flash.
Give me malice.
Flash.
Give me detached...”
– Chuck Palahniuk (via kateoplis)
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Lately, it’s been hard to talk. Harder to talk. Lately, I’ve been waning.
‘Come on. Come on. Come the fuck on.’ ‘Wake up. Wake up. Wake the fuck up.’ I am made abject by both monotony and some small, internal voice. Willpower courses through and through at intervals. It’s hard to talk.
I want to shake people until their eyes dislodge. Scream: No. No,...
Know how I said that shooting things makes me feel incredible? [Both senses, but in this case, photography.]
I will make my joy will translate to film. I will show you Love.
Less than a month.
“On the day when the lotus bloomed, alas, my mind was straying,
and I knew it...”
– Rabindranath Tagore (via fernsandmoss)
“there is a place in the heart that
will never be filled
a space
and even...”
– Charles Bukowski, You Get So Alone At Times That It Just Makes Sense (via larmoyante) 