The Past and Pending

June 13, 2012 at 12:25am

Sometimes I leave the TV on late at night, even if I’m in the other room, because I want to feel like there’s someone else there with me.

Sometimes I think about all the faces in my ceiling and if they’re really the faces of my future… As if I may be looking up at people that my mind doesn’t yet know but my heart does; as if my ceiling is a crystal ball that never. stops. glowing.

There are things people want to know, like: “Which God do you believe in?” and “What makes you sad?” and “Did you ever cry because you were so happy?”

Did you ever feel your veins bursting with all that hot, fast emotion your heart couldn’t hold within itself? So much¬†blood bursting (like how it does in The Shining, like really dark Fruit Punch Kool-Aid)¬†that your eyes begin to sting and before you know it you are wiping at your cheek?

"Do you want to go to the cinema with me?"

All I can do is blink and make excuses. No. No, no thank you. I have to go home.

"Why?"

I need to make sure your face could possibly be in my ceiling. I need to pretend the voices of the characters on 30 Rock are party guests in my living room.

April 30, 2012 at 12:19am

I can tell when you want to kiss me.

April 28, 2012 at 3:40am

He bought me flowers.

No.

He bought me sunflowers.

April 27, 2012 at 1:04pm

The five words that are more important than those familiar three?

"I made you a mix."

March 5, 2012 at 12:52am

Can I just say…

How much in love I am with my J5 Pandora station. It makes me so productive.

Two essays later….

Leave me to my double-stuffed, 1% milk, and 30 Rock.

I loved today.

September 27, 2011 at 4:14am

you.bug.

fuck off n die