my arms are overflowing
don't even know what to do with everything I'm lucky enough to have right now except say THANKS to you, you, and you too!!!
sweet, sappy balsamy goodness
Last year in the middle of one of many, many big fights, the boy who was living with me grabbed the tiny tree I had decorated and threw it across the room. It flew right past me and smashed against the wall. It was funny in a sickening kind of way. There'll be no tree toss this year! The jerk is gone and this tree is fucking HUUUUGE (like floor to ceiling huge!)!! And it's all colorful and sparkly and pretty. Good ol' tangetialism should have a photo for me soon. and the coolest thing is that we found it! Yep, rescued from an abandoned xmas tree sale 2 nights before xmas. A wintery booga dragged it home for us. He, he.
What an asshole you are
Thanks for reminding me, I almost forgot. Shhheeesh. I told you someone said something complimentary about my work; It doesn't have anything to do with you. Why do you constantly have to compare it to yourself and act like somehow it makes you less good? I know that you think it gives you one up on me to mock me and scoff at my accomplishments but really it doesn't. It just makes me realize that you are another one of those people in my life who enjoy watching me float from here to there never believing that I'm really good at anything. Fuck you!
the soul of my drum was awakened
last night. Ahh, to hear her being played again! So great that she's mostly recovered from her long bout as an end table. I quietly thanked her for surviving the rough times and greeted her from this new place where I am respecting the things that are really of value to me.
busy as shit
these days. Feel like I'm always running and just checking my list quick on the way to see where it is I am rushing off to. I'm getting alot accomplished but I will definitely appreciate a good day of chillin' and indulging in too much food and mmmm, mulled wine. I'm counting the days on my advent calendar!
awh shit! it's SNOWING!!!
Gotta move quick but keep those feet on the ground. Last year I remember seeing this guy on the way to the L train one morning totally lose his grip and bust his ass. He was ok and laughed along with us laughing at him but that shit really sucks.
like trying to heat up an igloo
last night I was reminded of how hard it is to make it through the winter here. I swore I wouldn't, couldn't do it again. I'd die! Well, its creeping up fast and there's no point in running away. I've created circumstances that make sure I'm here alittle longer and I really don't mind. Its all smoothing itself out but NEXT winter......
you're so predictable
that's one of the reason you bored me so much. it's a game where i've figured out all the answers already so there's no fun in me even playing with you.
at least someone out there is reading this
but I don't know if I should thank you or tell you to go away. Some of this stuff is kind of revealing and I don't know if I'm ok with you seeing it especially when I'm stomping around throwing one of my temper tantrums. But it amuses me at the same time to think that you are interested in me and the shit I have to say.
Nyah, Nyah...Nyah, Nyah, Nyah!
What the fuck are you always so scared of? You run away screaming anytime you FEEL anything GOOD? Too scared to enjoy anything because you fear losing it? How cliche. I expected something more clever from the likes of you-the word master. Its such bullshit. Well, I'm way too tired to try and change people's minds in an attempt to rescue them from their own shit. You try and make it seem like it's so easy to detach yourself but I have this imprint in my mind of this HUGE smile that stared back at me from your face. It tells me that for at least those few seconds I GOTCHA!
I don't feel like being nice!
I just feel like smashing things! I wanna throw, punch, rip up and stomp on anything that reminds me of any shit that I don't want to deal with. It's so terrible that I've been back in this hellhole for only a few weeks and already I'm contaminated with this bad attitude. It feels so familiar to me I can't even imagine being any different. I don't want to bother giving a fuck about anyone. fuck you and you and YOU!
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