Saturday, June 30, 2012

Sometimes it just grips you and takes over.
A prison built from within.
You know it will pass, eventually.
But in those moments, it's terrifying.





i haven't left my room today.

Friday, June 29, 2012

I can visualize these words as they pass your lips.
The universe is an interesting beast.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

sometimes i look at photos of the life that once was mine.
i can see the holes.

there's a lot i can see these days.
Sometimes I feel like a train.


Monday, June 4, 2012


Solve et coagula.
"maybe your picker is broken" she said.

everything is broken.