January 2012
1 post
In the third person, or Mary Sue-age
It was easier — no, more interesting — to define J by what she was not than what she was. After all, she often playfully skimmed at the boundaries of what she could have been but ultimately chose not to be, lines that seemed to grow more solid now and more porous next with each wave lapping the beach.
She was not unfriendly, in the manner of a neighbour who was happy to chat from...
September 2010
5 posts
As much as I want to blame this clusterfuck-in-the-making on that selfish bitch, I know I only have myself to hold accountable.
Awh, hell, Imma roll up my sleeves and make it work - I’m not petty like that cow!
August 2010
9 posts
Between the sweet, fluffy lies and the bitter, hard truths, I don’t know where I stand anymore.
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As every day throws life into sharper relief, more flaws emerge where strengths used to be.
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What am I going to do when the lights finally go off?
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Don’t come too close, you’ll see how awful I am and everything you ever liked about me is a lie.
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The past does not exist for its own sake; it serves as a foundation for the future.
Understood, at last.
“I have faith in humanity. I just don’t have faith in me.”
– Me, to my reflection on a beer bottle.
July 2010
4 posts
1 tag
Black hole
When I was eight years old, keeping a diary was at the occupation du jour of many a convent-going girl harbouring not-so-secret dreams of best-selling authorship - an irony if you took into account that a diary, a refuge for one’s secrets, was being shamelessly flaunted like a status symbol (I have a hardcover book! And I write with rainbow pens! I bet you don’t have one! Or either!),...
FontStruct: Make your own fonts →
It’s like the Internet equivalent of crafting a bespoke accent. Cool, no?
June 2010
1 post
Mourning
Something, someone, somewhere, sometime ago.
March 2010
5 posts
January 2010
3 posts
109. Dear Don Draper, How do you find peace in...
whatwoulddondraperdo:
Peace is a connection, an experience of something real. While satisfying, a connection with your job, spouse or finances is not always reliable. I find the easiest way to connect or find peace is visceral. For me, it’s touch. For you, maybe a song, a taste, a view. I like to give my weight over to crashing waves, lie on the grass in the park or put on a fresh-pressed shirt...
December 2009
1 post
Internet Vices - Patrick Moberg →
November 2009
4 posts
October 2009
4 posts
“My lesbianism is an act of Christian charity. All those women out there praying...”
– ~ Rita Mae Brown
September 2009
308 posts
