less than zero.

"Cover up those bruises,
with powder and blush.
Hide those cuts and scars,
that remind you of last night's bar.
Put on that fake facade
with a smile and a laugh,
Hide behind dark sunglasses
Hide behind your hats.
Lift those heavy eyes
Light another cigarette,
Because, you can disappear here
And not even know it."

Whenever lost.
Whenever wandering.
Look for the city lights.
Stay up into the daylight.
Rely on the streets.
Follow the poetic beats.
Save yourself.
You are the hero of your own story.

When life bears inspiration.
When inspiration leads to imagination.
When imagination sparks creativity.
When creativity becomes madness.
When madness is seen as beautiful...
Then you have found life.

in the tree house,
was when it began,
a dance party in dresses,
a summer without a plan.

and we'd be so free
walking this town,
happy alone,
happy and proud.

eternally happy with:

my new graduate school and the new faces I see.

my job when there is no drama

Halloween costume ideas.

Y Lime and Arol adventures.

summer tree house nights.

clubhouse nights with the hoops.

sleeping on couches.

true friends. real people.

family vacays.

brother's wedding.

vegetarianism.

my half marathon time: 2:09:30

my blog.

New York.

"cheers to being free of all the things that used to bring me down."

lets just put on some party dresses and go.

"There's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that

he's

in there."

bukowski.

Why?
Justify?
You can't just seep into the sand
Pretend I understand.

I believed
in we.
Whatever.
Lets sever...

Life is too short
too sweet,
too uncertain.
I am just gonna close the curtain,
End the burden.

Good intentions,
Great sensations.
I just want to be me
days continued
without end.