December 2009
My body is giving up on me.
“Well we made love like a pair of black wizards”
We have made the decision not to die.
I wish my cat would just make eyecontact with me.
“I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together”
I can’t tell if I’ve been awake this whole time… or if this is just a horrible nightmare. I don’t think I’ve slept more than 4 hours in the past 48 hours. And during the 44, I’ve hugged more people than I know, cried on strangers’ shoulders, and gotten closer to people I wish I had before. I’ve been staring at a computer screen for 10 hours working...
“If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to...”
– you know.
Thank you for stealing my car. Thank you for wearing my sunglasses so well. Thank you for times at Frost. Thank you for the fun rides home. Thank you for never failing to put a smile on my face. I’ll miss you so much. I wish I could’ve said goodbye to you.
ripjorge.
Am I feeling my heartbeat in my hand or my stomach?
Why
Am
I
So
Cold?
This headache is all in my head.
My priorities are out of wack. Two parts of my mind are disagreeing. It’s a sharp pain in my brain and I can’t get a grip. I’m slipping away into somebody I don’t want to be. Where did the old me go and why did she run away?
stress.
stress [stres]
–noun 7.Physiology. a specific response by the body to a stimulus, as fear or pain, that disturbs or interferes with the normal physiological equilibrium of an organism.
Well. Fuck.
“One day I’ll be wondering how I got so old just wondering how I never got...”
– The Shins