thinking about people who walk like turtles

concepts that rip tissue paper with the dissonance in existence they create

electricity displaced from the physical plane

the pain of blankness, the stultifying fog in our head

the pointlessness of this poignant feeling

just contemplating someone I'll never see again.

just wishing they'd never climbed out of denial

the worst of us are more well-adjusted than I

I am seeing lots of polka-dots lately.

RI-CHAN, IT IS A SIGN!

we had a fight with the sun and it won.

because it could rhyme on a dime

and we couldn't.

no this is a day where my head does not work

in fact it has forgotten its boundaries and is buzzing around my head like an electron cloud

running little jolts of stolen airconditioning down my spine.

what can I say.

the walls are lit and my hands on the keyboard are shadowed.

we all ricochet in plastic until one of us explodes.

if i thought long enough about scotch tape it would probably be more interesting than it is.

narcissism.

edith.
27 July
SAS

materialist.

iPod
new schoolbag
books
laptop
watercolours

noise.

nonsense.

Vivian
Ji Hyun
Yoru-senpai (aka Jacen)
Nikki
Kesh
Rachelly
Yu Han
Onion-san
Isaac
Kuo Xuan
Cyrus
Shasha
Awa
M10309
Ruth
Russell
Joey

memories.

May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 January 2011 February 2011 March 2011 April 2011 May 2011 June 2011 August 2011

thanks.

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