BoogersI don't like myself a lot;
Why don't I have ANY attention span??
You should hear me on the phone sometimes.
It's a terrible experience.
54 deviations to go, I'm sorry xgazillion..
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The VisitThere’s a beat to my dream again, a low slapping of steps against the old wood floor, a whispery song asking for clarification. I open one bleary eye. My roommate is leaning against the door, the glimmering sliver of light passing over my face and blinding me from view of the visitor. She speaks cordially. They’re shaking hands. I squeeze my eyes shut again, tightly, urging the hazy background beats to pull me to sleep again, longing to be soothed by the lullaby of murmurs into a green field’s slumber, of woolen comforts or solitary sheep wandering over folds of blanket. Meandering over the third onion layeThe Visit
by ~blueberri
And Scratching on HeavenHow do we type with our nails?And Scratching on Heaven
The record’s skipping again, mutilating the air and reaching out a fingertip to graze our eyes, pushing its limits until it’s limitless and we’re blind and dumb. They call it seduction, or is it just cheap? a play on words, translating the name of a city to fit 12 different languages but I never understood the process; after all, I’ll never possess the apathy to formulate three more letters out of thin melody to become they. I know how to say home with a picture frame around my hand. I know how to say love with legs spread and a finger to my lips, whispering for you to be quiet while you tell me to
by ~blueberri
DaniMy head spins as the needle of the compass twists and turns. It’s an ocean I’m in, grasped in the loving arms of a missionary tempest, willing the world to join once again with Brahma. But we all know there’s no such thing as Brahma or nirvana. Just sacred texts and social studies workbooks. I will my hands to right themselves-- lose the chain to grasp the wheel. I've been watching the windows from the corner of my eye, bending and cracking; finally breaking. Sharpnel grazes the whites of my eyes, all of me within shooting range. The redcoats, the redcoats! the little ones shout. No, the compass, I whimper. Because that’s all I can think righDani
by ~blueberri
LinaIt’s some world when depression and constant erratic thoughts that plague your mind, I mean, when those are the norm. There’s drinking and there’s hiding, and then there’s hide and seek but we are what we are and we’re, unfortunately, the second edition Romans. Down Main Street, we’ll find, as we always do, the togas, the Mercedes-Benzes, and the orgies but I can bet that they sure as hell didn’t have Sigmund Freud back then. Didn’t have some old man in glasses to tell them they were insane. They just knew it. It must have been instinct to give yourself a monthly check for abnormalities in the mind back then. Insanity reached newLina
by ~blueberri
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