March 2011
2 posts
wanderlust |ˈwändərˌləst|noun.
a strong desire to travel : a woman consumed by wanderlust.
February 2011
3 posts
I wish I was strong enough- warm enough. I want to reach out, thousands of...
January 2011
12 posts
The quick exit: new faces and spaces don’t get tired and nothing needs to...
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What do your cream-and-sugars say about you?
Zzz Zzz
there are so many tictoc clocks everywhere telling people what toctic time it is for tictic instance five toc minutes toc past six tic Spring is not regulated and does not get out of order nor do its hands a little jerking move over numbers slowly we do not wind it up it has no weights springs wheels inside of its slender self no indeed dear nothing of the kind. (So,when kiss Spring...
December 2010
2 posts
One of those days where all the good stuff that happened, feels like it didn’t.
November 2010
2 posts
I’M MELTING
September 2010
5 posts
I loath finding forgotten clothing in the wash
they’re...
Preparing peach plum pies (until happy hour in my grandma’s seniors condo).
My inner cat-lady-weirdness has officially...
August 2010
9 posts
I cannot stress to you how old I DO NOT want to become.
Yesterday I mixed and mashed my brain until my surreal past, humbling present and unknown future arrived in a place of pick and choose. I really thought (just like I thought I might) that my year of warm friends and endearing cafes was a delusion, and correspondingly, a dream of log cabins and trolls my sharp reality.
My real wake up was trying, back to be told what was real and what was over....
No! Thats just it. The worst part is that it was the best part yet.
– runaway
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK
IS GOING ON
July 2010
12 posts
I am between
[lost] cellphones [don’t want a new one]
[paris, fr] homes [lumsden, sk]
[real life] friends [arranged friends]
this makes no sense. I just feel weird. I am in between. everything.
Its awkward and uncomfortable, and I suppose I just want to be on the other side already. Although, compared to this side, I don’t think i’ll much like it.
poor confused me
I used to think, if I had the choice, to live in colour or black and white, that I would choose b&w. However as of late, I realized that if given the option, it would be in colour for sure!
Not just any colour though, a very specific 1950’s disney-colouring kinda way. Cinderella, Sleeping beauty, Snow White… all of the originals were made solely with this antiquey washed-out kinda...
The ending of the beginning after the ending
Is a hard place to be
So I go back and forth forever, all my thoughts they come in pairs. Oh, I will,...
June 2010
15 posts
Can I have ice cream banananatoes?
– 8 year old french boy’s plea for ice cream