“Be frantically in love, trust me… I know best.” – Joi Jetson

“You were not easy prey. I’m out of breath. I like that.” – Joi Jetson

“Open your mouth real wide, I’ll make the airplane sound and feed you a spoon full of sin.” – Joi Jetson

“Passion is stronger than power.” – Joi Jetson

I needed looking after, but it doesn’t have to be you, and well since you’ve volunteered to have your day ruined, I’ll commence the day ruining, ruining this day for you. I have all this fury packed up pretty neatly, wrinkle free.  I can’t wait to share it with you. Like a treasure I’ve been keeping [...]

We make shapes. We make shadows. We break and you bend and we blend. I close my eyes and sniff at the wind, I want the danger, but there is no threat to me. They’ll be no gaurding of my garden.  I’ll let you move past my gates. We defy gravity. We are nearer now. You push and [...]

It’s the springtime and you’re seeding and planting you’re feelings in me. Untamed. Overgrown you are. Germinating through the soil of my scandalous little skin. This scandalous little sin. Digging. Burrowing. Anchoring. Under my surface, your roots are the veins of my thieving heart. Firey dark little veins like vines that cage it. Slowing and [...]

It is erroneously whimsical when you’re warming and heating me. Harmoniously rhythmical when it’s beating and beating me. It pounds louder and louder as this love is depleting me. This is the heart of war. Ferociously it banged  as it rang like a war drum. Your soldiers they flanked, we couldn’t see where they came [...]

Steam permeating. I could have drawn all over the inside of each car window with my fingers. Unable to see out. Unable to see in. My hands could have run along the cold glass, finger painting images of intensity, images of delight. Like a little humidified rain forest of passions with the vegetation of love blooming all over. [...]

I want to drip hot pink candle wax on you. I want to watch you quiver.  I want  to watch you shift. I want this high to be euphoric and numbing that I can’t feel any pain when I’m cumming. I don’t mind rushing. I don’t mind the rush. It started with all this crushing and [...]

My thoughts are scared and scarred and scattered and they dirty up the room all over the place making a mess. I tippytoe over these unfolded wrinkled little thoughts.  I slip on them and stumble on them and kick them and I can’t find anything. I mean I cant find any thinking. I gamble on [...]

Shut up and like my beautiful mind. Just shut up. Take me back to that room. Pay me your unintended compliments. Keep smellin the way you smell. Keep lookin the way you look. Decide to not let me go. Make me stay when I’m pretending to leave. Wear that coat and that fitted and kiss [...]

I lost every pound I gained with him. I left every morsel behind. The parts between us, they used to intersect.  I’ve grown fond of how passionately we disconnect. I don’t find him tastey. I poured salt all over his chest then I ate his heart out, and he hated it and I didn’t mind because I was [...]

I’ve grown fond of you. You are a big bad ball of fury with weathered tangled parts I have a firey need to unravel. I’ve grown fond of you because you are precarious. I’ve grown fond of you because you are cautious and you look at me with unforgiving untrusting eyes. I’ve grown fond of [...]

I rise to fall. I love to lose. I give to take. I heal to bruise.

With your lack of reciprocity you invalidate me and I let it go and you lather it on and it splashes on me and it burns my eyes and I rub them and I cannot see. They tell me not to love you but I don’t listen because listening is boring and the pain and the soring is familiar [...]

I’m plucking my petals. He loves me not.  The happy is all dried up. I’m thirsty. I want to wet my palette. I grab my cauldron. I whip up a good brew of apathy. I salt it with agony. I stir with both hands. When it gets all smokey and bubbly I drink it. It’s the [...]

Nothing can describe such grand a feeling of despair. I tried with all my might to will into existence something immaculately fulfilling. Such an afterthought, an undertone, an unimportant being let alone, I am. While the weather peaks at 70 I hope to never forget this feeling and try desperately to avoid regression to vengeance. [...]

Inseparable. In waves. Feel like there are little grenades inside, awaiting earth shaking explosions. Can’t tell if its the adrenaline or the anxiety. Is it the wrongness or unlikeliness or incentives? The idea of being on the opposite end of this idol worship. I try not to look back. Don’t want to notice the time is gaining on me. Too many things left for June.

Okay. So a little addiction can’t mean much. I couldn’t be expected to be taunted. It just a warming potion. A pump of hope. I regain conscienceness after a few moments, after a few minutes of my plea. The things you discover In the bedroom of strangers. I stutter some, and push at making new [...]

Don’t know how I didn’t see it. How stormy could something be that hasn’t started. I keep talking about the errors of incompletion, but no one, no one listens. How heroic are these feelings, with thoughts of agony that haven’t been born yet. Things are so much better in the winter. I am going to [...]

There haven’t been any dull moments. I don’t believe anything that I used to.  I am in a heap of shambles.  A soul without a home, preying and leeching off of the most inviting hosts.  I mean that literally. Hung out with Devon and watched the game last night.  After a fifteen hour day (7am – 10pm) [...]

So many things to see through. Galloping, slow like. Could you imagine? I can, but barely. It’s easier to be impatient, no? Yes. I’ll be finished then, and gather my things. Though I wonder if I use the word magical too much, I should have it replaced with fanatical. Will have to piece that one [...]

He says… I’m aware of the defense mechanism babe. It’s seems perfected and doesn’t bother me much. It would be a layer to peel off for anyone dealing with u. That’s fun work to me. And I said (amongst other things) I want to turn sour and chase after everything that’s wrong. I think these [...]

I want to paint my face like a warrior and run ramped through the streets, adorned with an axe to toss into the backs of my enemies. Then I remember, I don’t have any. I get tons of pleasure from stroking the ego’s of the seemingly eager. It’s the idea of a stranger. You can’t [...]

So I am back at it and I realize that my downward spiral into the black well of love was a malfunction, completely and utterly. I have excersized the utmost discipline in the past day and a half. Keeping busy. Then when the phone rings and I pretend to be swamped it’s horrific. Then when [...]

I wanna move forward, but I’m rowing forward. I shower everyday when I come home. I steam until I am almost scorched and my chest and face have red blotches all over. You should see me now. I can’t stop buying music; Rock and Alternative and Pop and Oldies. Spent maybe $50 bucks in a [...]

I am letting it all marinate. Are we there yet? I remember vaguely, this magical place. Look. But just dont touch. I doubt anybody is listening. It makes it less dangerous. Less fun. All these thoughts so publicly, for no one to see. If it’s all about the eyes and the intellect. If it’s all [...]

I met someone I used to know. When spirits clash and orbs appear and you ravage through old books of adolescent fame and glory, you stumble upon a time of pure unrestraint. I am still having these dreams where I am a CIA agent. I am too complicated and the little hard drive in my [...]

The sour scent of an unforgiving longing. Cigarettes. Wronging. The burning light of the wakeful morning with empty packages that once held Take-out left all around. Somewhere on the Freshmen grounds, I am armed with the likes of warmed Elmer’s glue and you. Seen tattered motel paper walls sliced by the sunlight cutting through. Room [...]

Let the records show that my impatience with stupidity is my only flaw. Vain and callous. It is the split second it takes a foolish mind to say something foolish that I cannot bear. It is the method by which any enemy could slay me in solitary confinement whilst trying to pry from me the [...]

such a toiling experience… that of constructing things… crafting things… i had the pleasure of fall cleaning and redecorating… somehow my quest formed into a insane plea to change this place… THIS WHOLE PLACE. took me an hour to assemble the new book case… an hour to assemble a small table… an hour to sort [...]