you know, trying to shock your own muscles, or jumping into cold water in the morning
very early
the water is so cold and there are so many ways that you throw up on your way out
(true story)
this story is true, but i don't remember if it happened to me or somebody i know
you don't remember if he consented to you mentioning him on your blog or not...
what does it matter, there he goes anyway, name and all, you might as well
you might as well, he said
okay, it's coming back, i suppose it was okay for him
she's nauseous, but not sure if that's alright or not. physically-wise, naturally.
many many pills running in a line.
here is an excerpt:
How is my art p********?
I don't even know that it is, or what that means, but it's maybe a way of looking at things, judging them. Well, okay, my art isn't p******** because that's kind of gross to say, and that's one of the parts of this class that I don't like, so let's just say it's not.
Then we say, alright, but you do other things though, right? Like normal, everyday, things? Yeah sure, why not, don't we all, and then okay, and we all have our own p*******, or we all should? Let's say, it's got to do with out c******, right, our e*****, okay?
The way we carry ourselves.
How do I t**** the world?
I think there is, how do I want to, and then, how do I actually, and neither is clear, but the former is more obvious than the latter, I want to [fill in] with h****** and s********, i********, c****** and h****. I think that's important.
How does the world t**** me?
Hopefully, all the time, although I can be isolated. Sometimes, well, or not too h******, yet "n***". But prefer to be alone. I mean, that's irrelevant, it t****es me all the time in a thousand million ways.
3 memorable gestures
Something I don't remember
it is to do with _____; at time's he's there, then he isn't. I dream about him. I see pictures and I want to laugh and cry, but I don't remember what it's like to
and I don't remember what it's like to be
Something that we know will disappear
all of the things that are now; feelings, people, relations and relationships, boats and cows and the earth.
How can I write not towards preservation but towards disappearance?
I think that would be the same thing, yes, it is the same thing. In being opposites, they fulfill each other.