Wednesday, April 23, 2008

born ugly.

a game with a set of rules that don't make any sense and aren't meant to let you win.

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Sunday, March 16, 2008

we know better

a five-year-old whine's to his mother, "I do know what love is, and I am in love." Whatever he is feeling, he will never feel it quite the same ever again. Everyone sees him exactly the same way, as naive. And yet we hold pristine memories of just these moments.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

hope for whatever you can.

if things are really falling apart, let's make it the most glorious fall. let us glisten and float in the sunlight before we crumple into the ground. perhaps someone will bear witness before it ends. maybe they'll think something nice.

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

to arrive efficiently at where you want to be

1. start going in the right direction.
2. continue going in the right direction.
3. stop when you arrive.

Monday, January 28, 2008

there reaches a point where success is only buying into your own bullshit.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

forgetting to eat again.

i don't want to design anything for anyone but myself.

Friday, December 21, 2007

I always think I'll love something more.

Friday, December 07, 2007

if we think about it too long it will destroy us.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

everything's mission is it's own destruction.

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

it's been so long now.

i feel like i've always been on the verge of a nervous breakdown. but it can't be true. looking back now, it just seems normal.

you make me think these things and it's hard.

i've told so many girls i loved them, but i never meant it as much.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

a perfect moment

everything has come together and everything is for a reason. life jumping out at you. we're under blankets smiling.

i wish i could see the humor in things once again.

ha.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

it's funny

I can't remember the last time I really laughed out loud.

Sunday, October 07, 2007

salesmen

a great salesman is an expert at buying into his own bullshit. it's a skilled trade.

Friday, October 05, 2007

oh shit.

i don't think it was shit, it didn't smell anything like shit.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

rebirth

i wanted to think that everything about her would die without me and in a way it did. but not in the way i wanted.