For the most part I'm okay these days.
The weather's been gorgeous.
Allie's been waking me up with the cutest face.
And finally my closet's organized to perfection.
The boxes of shoes perfectly aligned.
And the ceiling fan repeatedly blows breezes in my face.
A constant reminder that Indian Summer is here.
September's almost over.
I have a test next week.
And I think it should be easy.
But right now.
It's 9:47pm.
And hot as hell.
And I miss you so much.
I'm hurting.
I'm sitting on my bed.
With a pillow in my lap.
Having it there at least gives me some sort of fake imaginary sense
of touch..
of feel.
And all I could ever ask for in this moment is to hear your voice.
And all that sounds appealing is to replay that night that I loved.
And all I want is for you.
I miss you.
I miss your laugh.
..being able to reach out to you
knowing you would reach back.
The colors of my covers haunt me.
The deep red.
My heart bled on these covers.
My heart bled when I loved you.
It's 9:53pm,
I miss you so unbearably much.
But I'll still fall asleep.
Just sometimes...
I still hurt.
'Cause sometimes...
I still love you.
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Crystals.......
Love/Hate
Friday, September 25, 2009
Karl is now a manga?
SANTA MONICA...(I miss you)
Thursday, September 24, 2009
What a sweetheart

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Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Never Ever There
Sometimes I find myself searching...
my lips move funny and then I feel the words spill out
..come out, come out
And so I walk down the hallway
and my fingers drag against the wall...
grainy textures...
For a second I'm happy to be reminded I can feel.
At least that.
'Cause the hallway never ends.
and every corridor,
every turn
every door knob,
every room.
Never leads to you.
Sometimes I wish I could yell
times up...
Maybe you'd reappear.
And so then I get excited that perhaps
it means I'm almost near...
So I sprint to the first door,
swing it open and before I think, I say
"There You..."
But I freeze.
...'Cause you're never there.
And so i place my hands together
humbly exit
and get real quiet.
Thinking if you see me so discouraged,
or if you catch a tear,
You'd come out and let me feel.
You...
But you won't.
...'Cause you're never there.
So I go about in this empty house...
and let my eyes wander.
Last time I stared so hard
I even let the water boil over.
When I'm in bed, staring at the ceiling.
I swear I hear the front door's lock turn over.
But when I wait for your touch to meet my arm.
It never happens.
...'Cause you're never there.
When my eyes shut,
Every 15 minutes I open them wide.
Thinking I'll catch you.
Thinking I might discover where you hide.
Inevitably the calender pages get ripped off
month by month.
I realize I'm never winning.
Hide and Seek
But I keep looking.
When it gets dark, I sleep walk
because I can't stop trying.
Irrevocably convinced you're still here.
Forever looking.
I'll never find you.
It's a lonely existence.
Without you.
'Cause you're never
ever
ever
there.
my lips move funny and then I feel the words spill out
..come out, come out
And so I walk down the hallway
and my fingers drag against the wall...
grainy textures...
For a second I'm happy to be reminded I can feel.
At least that.
'Cause the hallway never ends.
and every corridor,
every turn
every door knob,
every room.
Never leads to you.
Sometimes I wish I could yell
times up...
Maybe you'd reappear.
And so then I get excited that perhaps
it means I'm almost near...
So I sprint to the first door,
swing it open and before I think, I say
"There You..."
But I freeze.
...'Cause you're never there.
And so i place my hands together
humbly exit
and get real quiet.
Thinking if you see me so discouraged,
or if you catch a tear,
You'd come out and let me feel.
You...
But you won't.
...'Cause you're never there.
So I go about in this empty house...
and let my eyes wander.
Last time I stared so hard
I even let the water boil over.
When I'm in bed, staring at the ceiling.
I swear I hear the front door's lock turn over.
But when I wait for your touch to meet my arm.
It never happens.
...'Cause you're never there.
When my eyes shut,
Every 15 minutes I open them wide.
Thinking I'll catch you.
Thinking I might discover where you hide.
Inevitably the calender pages get ripped off
month by month.
I realize I'm never winning.
Hide and Seek
But I keep looking.
When it gets dark, I sleep walk
because I can't stop trying.
Irrevocably convinced you're still here.
Forever looking.
I'll never find you.
It's a lonely existence.
Without you.
'Cause you're never
ever
ever
there.
Burberry
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