i am.

sorry for the major lack of update-age. clearly, i stopped updating as soon as i was done with school which is weird, but that’s what it is. not much has been up. well, that’s not true. december has been a crazy, overwhelming month with way too many things going on all at once, but i have enjoyed every moment of it.

happy new year, world. may it be more wonderful than anything has ever been, may you be loved and like and have people to love and like in return.

this deception will
one day catch up to me and
i’ll finally breathe

when i get tired
of feeling sad, staying cold
helps to distract me

i want to bite a
juicy red plump tomato
because it will bleed

looking at your mouth,
i cannot help but wonder
how sweet it would taste.

just for you to stay,
i would burn my every book.
i cannot go on.

should i speak up and
give life to the thoughts that you
create on your own?

have you ever been chatting with a friend when, all of a sudden, they say one little phrase or word that is so annoying or out of context or superfluous, that you just tune out the rest of the conversation while you grind your teeth hard enough so that you don’t tell him/her to shut up? well, maybe i’m just really touchy, but this happens quite often. with the help of two friends, sophia and roxie, i’ve compiled a list of some of those phrases that just really grind our gears.

readers, feel free to leave a comment with a phrase that you absolutely hate. (more…)

where i want to live:
safe behind your ribcage and
right next to your heart.

1. last night i went out with two of my closest gal friends. we started off the night at a relatively new bar that was pretty chill. more importantly, however, we got there before happy hour had finished and got two-dollar u-call-its for a good while. they had a live band that was playing lots of awesome eighties throwback songs. we were drinking kind of fast so by the time we got to the next bar, the bleu room, we were feeling pretty great. at this bar, the dj was pretty good, but the music was totally different. lots of lady gaga and hip-hop. here we started crazy-dancing and acting pretty silly in general. the bar at this bar was looking pretty good even though the first time i had met him a while back, i had thought it was an average joe. the last bar we went to was this place called old number two which is pretty sucktastic. i mean, it’s chill, you don’t have to worry about getting dressed up, but i don’t know… there’s just something that i don’t like about it. it’s probably the fact that that’s where most people my age would go. most of the other bars i go to on a regular basis, the crowd is generally older. i was with friends, though, and i had a great time nonetheless. the night itself was a success. nothing weird happened that dampened the enjoyment. i got home at a semi-decent hour, and i woke up on time for work! (more…)

on my nightly trips,
i will take my best weapon
and write to the world.

these are our last days
to speak up would be illo
gical, but that’s love

there is where i was
going to write your name but
i chickened out

what i think about:
you. you. you some more. youyouyou.
quite often it’s you.