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hiatus
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december rain
december rain is pretty december rain is saddecember rain meets the earthdecember rain drowns internal thoughtsdecember rain comes, like tears, in fits of volatilitydecember rain surfaces gradually from an exhibition of … -
it's all in your head (but so is everything)
went out with my parents last night, drunken and happy, our words spilled out like wine so smoothly. in the brief shell of my sadness i used to tell myself it is only for those moments i can emerge (later on, i realised … -
every minute from this minute now
I've always envied those kids born into Christianity, for faith comes as something intrinsically cultivated for them. my parents are essentially skeptics, they don't believe in church and prayer, and they cast so much do… -
godspeed
everything in my life now is going as right for me as everything can be (except for lit homework, lit homework please do yourself). there's always the question of what you could have been, should you have taken that othe… -
(crotchful) unsex me now!
so on to a mecca of earthly delights,depression is only desire deprived,once more unto the breach and fuck my getting it right,we've died for so long, let's just get out alive. 1. doing my midsummer day assignment, i rea… -
i'm not in love with the modern world
remember how i was desperately testing out my "small" theory one week ago:"it's incredible how small we are, that we live here on this incessantly tiny world as tiny vessels filled with pride, glory, longing, hurt, desir… -
hands
sometimes i want to write things only for myself. this is for you, anyway, but i don't know why. don't ask me for an inventory of thought to draw concepts to figures: questions to which white begging hands cannot answer…
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