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Friend's Only. [12 Dec 2012|12:12pm]

Friend's Only
Well, mostly.
I don't post anything terribly important anyway.
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[29 Sep 2007|10:51am]
Do you know that every time the mailman comes my heart lurches and I fight the urge to run outside?
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[18 Mar 2007|09:22pm]
I want to flyy.
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[02 Dec 2006|04:14am]
I want to learn to play guitar, on one with only four strings.
Heart-fluttering, eyes-beating, clumsily strumming.
I can see myself dancing nude in Paris, breasts free,
body; supple.
All night drinking-binges with some almost-famous playwrite;
languid, lethargic; laying with cigarettes dangling from our mouthes.
Candidly I'll talk with some barista about fantasys of mystic proportion,
tripping on PCP and herbal tea.
Sitting down, I'll speak with an elderly woman just to hear her dreams,
would you like a cup of coffee?
Lights streaking across the sky, ferris wheel tipping, sapid marijuana,
jeans too tight and slightly ripped, hair fussed.
Imagine the stories we could tell eachother?
Imagine the times.
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[06 Nov 2006|03:28am]
Halloween has come and passed, and not one 8 year old in their Halloween costume did I see. Lame.
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The feeling, it's sinking. [24 Sep 2006|09:02pm]
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[19 Jul 2006|04:19am]
I guess a lot of it bothers me because it's true.
Or maybe I should just stop being so cryptic.
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Mundane. [03 Jul 2006|12:16am]
Sadly, that's about it.
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breathe something into me [15 Jun 2006|05:48pm]
I want to be the Bonnie to your Clyde.
But, you'd never get that.
Silly of me to even think you could, either way.

If you can't do that for me.
I'm walking.
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[01 Jun 2006|06:12am]
I love finding your cigarette butts in my ashtray.
It's almost as though a little piece of you is left here for me, even if it is a little dirty.
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[14 May 2006|12:48pm]
Take whatever parts you'd like to take, with you when you go.
If you liked them; I don't think I'd want them back.

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Shades of Shade. [31 Mar 2006|02:52pm]
The soft plumes, of mattress, and blanket,
are bruising, my now jutting, hipbones.
Neck, permanantly shrugging; hands purple, rich with veins.
Cowering, in closets from monsters with 8 legs, or 2; whichever seems more volatile.
The ground hard, on weak ankles. Overturning on the slightest pebble, blade of grass, precious lady bug.
Precocious actions cause trembling to the core, if one still exsists.
Punch my solar plexus, knock all wind, all breath out of molecules, and tender tissue.
Gooseflesh crawls up my left arm, tingling, and unaware of how dark, this is all becoming.
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[01 Feb 2006|05:01pm]
So, LJ, how's it hanging?

Slightly to the left?

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Maybe there's a vortex in our state:; Does it swirl? [13 Jan 2006|09:46pm]
Why are the majority of independent films shot and/or based around New Jersey?
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Yes, that's it. [08 Jan 2006|10:28pm]
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[20 Nov 2005|06:53pm]

Damage, Lawrence Rabb.Collapse )

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[19 Oct 2005|08:39pm]
Your eyes, they always glimmer with distilled sunlight, and I'll run my hand down against your cheek and kiss you with a fierocity that surprises myself. But, inside I'm always breaking in two at the thought of having to be the one to ruin you.
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[04 Oct 2005|11:19am]
I wish you thought that I was these things, beautiful things, terrible things, anything but what you already know.
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