April 2009
2 posts
crime scene...
mask of friendship worn too long pied piper playing a siren song blindsided heart shocked into beating one mind pretending two minds were meeting lips without warning struck like a snake and the vulnerable fell at the hands of a rake there’s room at the Inn the crime scene is hot make the bed well the mattress is shot murder the memory assasins are cheap slaughter the dream and bury it...
he said...
“i’ll always be here for you”
where is here?
January 2009
31 posts
writer's block/do i have to be sad to make this...
francine:
watersigninstincts:
arrested in some static state
just locked up
in a happy prison
surrounded by these pretty girls
these downtown girls
who know me (most of me) more than any one before
more than katherine ever did or could
and treat me like some prince of words
some jester, at least,
and that, for now, is fine with me/
if only i could put this pencil to paper
if only i...
francine:
acheron:
If you can’t cure something is the only real option to endure the same? I’m starting to think it is and I would be a lot more settled in my mind if I accepted that there are some things I just can’t change so I may as well accept that fact and get on with living my life.
I need to feel happier in my skin. I need to feel more contented with what I have rather than keep...
Those deep wells we have as adults--they were dug...
francine:
(via francine)
vagarious:
You know I was just thinking earlier about all us broken people and how somewhere along the way some individual broke us to bits and we never got ourselves to fit back together again correctly. Theres a world of humpty dumpties out there, and I am one. I often think I was broken at birth, but it must have happened so early in life my own brain covered it...
agallman:
Let that be enough…
beautiful
He just opened the door...
and then…
walked away…
I LOVE
cpatton:
my new JOB!!!
:)
YAY!!!!!
“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.”
– Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte (via overflowing) (via foolishgirrl2) (via snowblind)
Fuck Fairytales...
Do you ever wonder if maybe Snow White would have preffered to be left asleep. And in reality, that asshole “prince” probably woke her up just to walk away. Ego-stroking bastard.
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
– ~Ray Bradbury (via foolishgirrl2)
“Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.”
– ~E.L. Doctorow (via foolishgirrl2)
“Oh, it’s okay.
I wouldn’t remember me either.”
– Lester Burnham, American Beauty (via kanamit) (via cpatton)
“Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memory.”
– Oscar Wilde (via kanamit) (via cpatton)
voodoo doll
you’re a ruler of the night
with your needling desire
lay me out upon our bed
it’s my funeral pyre
oh, but i won’t burn
it would be black magic
if it were magic at all
the ritual begins
i become your voodoo doll
i’m not gonna squirm
poke me, prod me
prick me at your will
you can’t make me feel
you can’t make me feel
there’s some girl,...
She lay there next to him...
feeling nothing. Nothing, save the dismal assuredness that she would go on the rest of her life…feeling nothing.
Quicksand
cpatton:
sinkships:
thecoffeegirl:
fizzzzy:
isntlifejuicy:
The floor was never soft and your hands were never clean Still night after night our bodies coiled on carpet Fingers fastened
And every time after I’d repose on your ribcage Cheek to chest Eavesdropping I knew it could never be mine.
“What made you so callous, so careless?” Beer-breathed and backbiting your retorts (like...
Will i ever know?
[His] actions might always puzzle her. Were they a missive from the dark underbelly of human existence, indicating a fatal narcissism and a stunning lack of empathy? Had he done it for the sport, the kill? Or could he not help himself, caught up in a rivalry that had begun before he’d even realized it? [He] was selfish, certainly, and perhaps hardwired to be competitive in spite of his own best...
If it's that fucking easy, somebody let the light...
“I’ve always wondered if beauty is simply trying to capture something you never had,” Sydney says, “or if it’s something you once had in childhood that you want back. The wonder of it, say, or the magnificence.”
“It’s the light,” Ben says. “The same scene on a cloudy day is depressing as hell.”
~excerpt from Body Surfing by Anita Shreve~
as an idealist, in order for me to grow, i must...
foolishgirrl2:
stupidinboston:
(via saintnate)
you just blew my mind.
i saw them laughing as i rolled into the parking...
cpatton:
…what’s not cool about the Arthur theme song? pssssh. Christopher Cross rules.
the best that you can do, best that you can do is fall in love…
December 2008
45 posts
I should have listened
agallman:
I drew the Queen of Diamonds and she whipped my ass…
Ah, but don’t we ALWAYS want the ones that we can’t get?
Ever feel like a yo-yo???
(via foolishgirrl2)
Ah, but to be a yo-yo. Two clear paths to travel. It’s either up or down…never sideways. You know exactly what’s next…..somehow, complete.
Ever feel like a yo-?
incomplete…still wondering if the other half even exists….
one hit wonder
one hit wonder
you liked the cookies
you liked the pretzels
you said they’re a hit
so i guess it’s settled
one hit wonder
you liked me once
for just a while
now i can’t elicit
the faintest smile
one hit wonder
situational
i believe you said
truth is i’ve expired
gone stale like old bread
one hit wonder
i see it’s a pattern
did i overwhelm or bore?
...
I AM
I am
Nothing
A nobody
A fool
And that”s all
I’ll ever be…
“To fear love is to fear life,
and those who fear life are already three parts...”
– Bertrand Russell
ouch.
(via foolishgirrl2)
equilibrium
you’re not here today
in your usual place
inside me
where your presence
is so intense,
overwhelming
that i MUST
find a way
a way to feel you near
a way to feel physically close
just to establish
equilibrium
maybe i’m too tired
to navigate the wire
to teeter
precarious
arms flailing
nerves wound tight
your slack in the rope
never allows me
equilibrium
today...
“He tells you that he needs you, he’s a liar
He tells you he’s a...”
– Ray Lamontagne
“We accept the love we think we deserve.”
– Perks of Being a Wallflower (via overflowing) (via foolishgirrl2)
nearest and dearest...
is not a multi-tasker.
No worries, my friend
i can only do
one stupid thing
at a time.
must admit though
getting home
at 4:00
getting up
at 6:00
not smart.
SO THE "C"...
in CPatton is for Caddyshack?
AND NOW...
i’ll have to learn a whole new lingo…sports are definitely not my forte (not sure i HAVE a forte) so while i’m ECSTATIC for CP and love her dearly and support her in everything she does….well…sports…eh?
Somebody PLEASE send me Golf For Dummies for Christmas!!! ;)
“Tiger Woods Y’all, Tiger Woods Y’all!, Tiger Tiger Tiger Tiger Tiger Woods...”
– C.P. (on her recent hire at Nike Golf) (via agallman)
Lotus Eating
foolishgirrl2:
Soft petal placed gently
dissolves like sugar
on my tongue
eyes closed
limbs laxed
heavy sighs
that devour your scent
smooth tissue
silken regenerance
hailed by the scribes
bloom of eternity
infinity
renewal
golden honey spun nectar
and opiate perfume
content slumber
I am
eased into
forgetting
that the lotus also means
goodbye.
A.R.