this is how i study for finals.

since true love eludes me

constancy
is one thing in life that i might
someday
give my life to
guarantee
.



death never changes.

biological bitchspeak

when your feelings are chemicals void of ambition
your worries just threats to your social position
when even your joy is hormonal reaction

you stop writing poetry.



god damn evolution.

it's official: i'm discontinuing this little bloggy blog.

blogger is really frustrating and doesn't let me copy paste or double space unless i'm creative and i'm a little bit sick of it, plus i don't write as often as i used to and having a blog makes me feel pressured to do so, and then everything i write turns out mass-produced and crappy. like Chinese Happy Meal toys.

sooooo yes. that's the end of that.

sorry again Tracy. it's legit this time.

"Everyone is a genius. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid." -Albert Einstein

the surface project (28)

Are you wearing anything that doesn't belong to you?

.

in the spring

my raincoat is your raincoat

and my spare socks

are your socks, too

.

in the spring

asking me this question

is like saying,

"where are your shoes?"