As my favorite characters fade into a quick and easy oblivion, I play my best memories of them on repeat until they’re so degraded that my fiction fucks with the reality of it all and I’m just left crying, wondering what’s real, what’s imagined, and who the hell we’ve all become.Read More Things I’ve Learned Lately
I dreamt about you last night. I was in our old apartment with my new best friend. It was dark outside, and although no one had knocked, I had the feeling that someone was standing outside the door, waiting for me. I opened the door, and no one was there, but when I leaned my […]Read More Dream Chronicles: “You and me and the weird mango chili”
“I can see that you’re already dead, Jace — that you’ve already died — and that’s how I am able to love you fully right now.”Read More Tattoo #9, The Shattering Bunny Glass: “Because everyone and everything changes, breaks, leaves, or dies”
It’s like telling a wall, I really wish you could just love me a little, and watching it as it doesn’t blink, doesn’t speak, doesn’t budge. And you know, in your heart, it’s a wall — it will never love me at all, because it can’t.Read More “Just keep asking questions.”
I’m, intrinsically, a spiritual being, and it’s impossible for me to believe that brown eyes, three-note chords, planets, avocados, German Shepherds, laughter and kisses and 9 x 9 = 81 weren’t intelligently created, beautifully designed, or magically orchestrated.Read More I found god; dude was sipping on a frappuccino.
I blinked. I was standing outside of my house now, staring down at a kiddie pool. I had filled it up with water, apparently (although I didn’t recall doing so) and tossed the sea turtle inside of it, eagerly looking for signs that this made him happy — that he was having fun, swimming around in the water.Read More Turtles and Spaceships
Strike the balance between being brave and being cautious; meet new people, go on adventures! But be smart about it.Read More The Conclusion: “We definitely aren’t friends, and you still might be a serial killer.”
I’ve realized that you shouldn’t compromise what you’re looking for in a friend (or partner) and that it’s okay to draw boundaries and to be selective about who you choose to associate with; try asking yourself: does this person bring me more joy than not? Do they cause me any discomfort or harm? Do they challenge and influence me to be a better person, or are they a discouraging and weighted presence in my life?Read More Q: Why can’t we be friends? A: Because you might kill me.
Yesterday was wonderful. I took a personal day off of work and stayed at home in my pajamas, painting the living room walls gray and spending quality time with the insanely hyperactive German Shepherd duo. I finished painting mid-afternoon. After sorting brushes, removing tape from baseboards, and rolling up and discarding the paint-splotched tarp, […]Read More If I could go back in time, I would do it just to watch him vomit everywhere.
I don’t know why my mother liked bowl cuts so much. But she did. And although she was the one who became fixated on them, it wasn’t her hair that ended up cropped into the shape of an unsightly and probably lop-sided-looking bowl; it was her daughter’s. “But I don’t WANT to cut my […]Read More Hair: The Root of My Identity Crisis