Posts Tagged: fear

Shit Expectations

I am annoyed at my lack of inspiration for living, for writing. I wish I could always ever write gorgeous things But that would require gorgeous things to happen. And sometimes they do, but why do I come home and

Shit Expectations

I am annoyed at my lack of inspiration for living, for writing. I wish I could always ever write gorgeous things But that would require gorgeous things to happen. And sometimes they do, but why do I come home and

My Future: My Friend, Fuck You, My Friend

I don’t know WHO you are I don’t know WHAT YOU WANT. But you make me second guess myself. Got my stomach twisted in knots. Make me think I don’t know what I want. Here’s looking to the future For

My Future: My Friend, Fuck You, My Friend

I don’t know WHO you are I don’t know WHAT YOU WANT. But you make me second guess myself. Got my stomach twisted in knots. Make me think I don’t know what I want. Here’s looking to the future For

Dream 7/11/2014

I went to an Open Mic night in a rundown apartment building. All the women seemed drugged up on downers. The men would get on the floor in front of everyone and start talking about how women are bitches and

Dream 7/11/2014

I went to an Open Mic night in a rundown apartment building. All the women seemed drugged up on downers. The men would get on the floor in front of everyone and start talking about how women are bitches and

Life, Changing.

I can’t tell if what I’m doing is giving up early or barreling through and creating my own possibilities. I can’t tell if I’m quitting or living. I can’t tell if I’m afraid or excited. I can’t tell if my

Life, Changing.

I can’t tell if what I’m doing is giving up early or barreling through and creating my own possibilities. I can’t tell if I’m quitting or living. I can’t tell if I’m afraid or excited. I can’t tell if my

Dream 5/28/2013

As true as recollection permits, with little interpretive analysis: We went to this large party, where we were likely not to know anybody. And although it was summer, once we stepped inside the first tall hall of this mansion, it

Dream 5/28/2013

As true as recollection permits, with little interpretive analysis: We went to this large party, where we were likely not to know anybody. And although it was summer, once we stepped inside the first tall hall of this mansion, it

Do I Deceive Myself in Dreams?

I will pounce And fuck and frolic. All over this soft green field. In this sticky, sweaty heat. My body language betrays me. I play coy and sweet. Perhaps I don’t really know what I really want or need. I

Do I Deceive Myself in Dreams?

I will pounce And fuck and frolic. All over this soft green field. In this sticky, sweaty heat. My body language betrays me. I play coy and sweet. Perhaps I don’t really know what I really want or need. I

Let Them Be Fleeting.

The fear is far worse than the feeling. The fear is far worse than the feeling. The feelings will leave just as they came. Have no fear, and have no shame.

Let Them Be Fleeting.

The fear is far worse than the feeling. The fear is far worse than the feeling. The feelings will leave just as they came. Have no fear, and have no shame.