deviations on a theme.: Archive

I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m so useless that I can’t even make you feel beautiful, not even you, the most amazing girl I’ve ever seen. You deserve better than I can ever give you and it breaks my heart. I want to make it all go away, I want to make you happier than you know how to be but I’m not good enough. I’m not enough, I never will be. You’re...

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Mar 8th

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I’m only ever a heartbeat, an errant thought, a slip of the mask away from falling in love with you, so in love I want to blow my brains out want to drown myself in your soul and never surface again I want you to love me, make me invincible with it, fill me fix me save me fuck me. I can be your drama your oxygen your salvation, I want us to swig from the bottle and swap stories and in the...

Mar 8th

build an ark

my responses to people become increasingly autistic. I am falling away from control and burying myself deeper in the bunker. my comfort zone has reduced to a single pace, one I am unable or unwilling to take. my mind atrophies as quickly as my useless limbs. I am falling away from control and things are going wrong. film at 11.

Jan 18th

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Nov 12th

Hello Internet.

I wish I could say I’ve missed you. Welcome back anyway. I suppose that means expect new shit.

Oct 16th

the sky is full of zeros and ones

the static crackles across the clouds and the night is alive with an untapped fury, a menacing scent of burnt copper and blood on the breeze. walking through the city, alone with the other lost souls - the bound, the broken, the kids who lost faith trapped behind glass - I look to the east and wonder if the sun will ever rise again. Even the stars have gone out.

Sep 12th

Sep 11th

2 notes

uninspired, at best. at worst a constant screaming; slow-motion car-crash a trick of the light a mirage in this desert; pedal to the floor discard this message faint scent of faraway fire hit the lights; we’re on these words mean nothing a disappointing footnote eternity waits

Sep 11th

Sep 10th

Sep 9th

“If you want your boomerang to come back, first you’ve got to throw it.” “But. What if I want to keep my boomerang and not — lose it down a big dark hole?” “The throwing and the coming back is the boomerang, stupid. Without that part, you’re just carrying a bent stick around.” I smiled. “So who died and made you so wise?” ...

Sep 8th

1 note

drop anchor; hit the brakes it’s way too late to turn this shit around the iceberg’s reflection in your eyes is blinding; all the inevitable grace of a disaster

Sep 2nd

Notes to Self

1) Play cards closer to chest 2) Play better hands 3) Abandon bad bluffs sooner 4) Think of more card metaphors

Sep 2nd