A Beautiful Mess
Random or well thought out, it's all a mess, the space that is my mind.... beauty lies even in the most unassuming places.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Thursday, November 15, 2012
NoThing
My mind is upside down, in your wake, no poetry to heal wounds, for there is no strike to take, in silence; where nothing is said, fearing that my thoughts are misguided. No eye contact when near, no confidence to grasp. Your voice carries in the air, with, sweet sounding, heart-stealing bravado, & I, am here, warped by insecurity, saying… Nada.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
None of us have to ‘go’ to anyone, & the idea we do is a mental illness we contracted from breath mint commercials and Sandra Bullock. We can’t keep GOING to each other until we learn to GO to ourselves; stop making our hatred of ourselves someone else’s job & just stop hating ourselves-Jeff from Community.... I really love this show.
Today I woke up not feeling very well & I was losing my voice, which SUCKED but alas, I realized that I sounded like Batman which was well, pretty awesome I think... The problem was that I started to "get my voice back" & I put that in quotations because really I started to sound like a frog... agh; now I sound alright, but my throat hurts... I'm just going to make some lunch, drink some tea, cuddle up with a blanket & watch Community (:
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