Sunday, 15 December 2013

"The mind is a beautiful paradox, because it uses itself to understand itself."
Every day

Thursday, 12 December 2013


when you ran your fingers over those dainty dots
slowly, thoughtfully, breath-stopping
mouth speaking nothing, eyes speaking everything
circuits blew

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

late night rolling realizations in a sweaty studio

it's time to take those memories
once stubbornly attached to you
and take them on, as my own

that tattoo

Monday, 9 December 2013

presently, i'd like to think of myself as 
more capable, 
more accepting,
more self sufficient, 
more challenged, 
more flawed, 
more tongue-tied,
more excited, 
more reckless,
more inspired,
more vulnerable,
more confident,
more motivated,
more simplistic,
more unpredictable,
more understanding,
more insightful,
more holistic,
more uncertain,
of a woman than i used to be
"Stream of consciousness” 
a term still used because it so beautifully describes the way thoughts flow like a river, tumbling over each other in waves, sometimes placid, sometimes turbulent. 


what's going on in that beautiful mind?
fuck you
she deserved so much better than you,
all your whores
and your shitty cocaine 

Saturday, 7 December 2013

Friday, 6 December 2013

Thursday, 5 December 2013

"Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe."

Joan Bauer, Almost Home
sometimes if it isn't easy, 
it isn't worth it

Wednesday, 4 December 2013

one of the best things a heart could witness, is the candid laughter of strangers

Monday, 2 December 2013

how old are we again?

Once upon a time too much gin was drank
Inhibitions went out the window
Dramatic happenings were documented
The end

Can we please move along?