Procrastination=lyyyyyfe

Oh! The beauty in
Laundry, pacing, and Craftster.
...Need to write paper.

college holds some truth...

so far, i've dropped two
classes, knowing fully that
i'm still going to

graduate this place,
dean's list and all--the list that
helps decide your fate.

school

i remember when
all i had to know was how
to tie my own shoes

now i have to know
how one would tie a shoe with
their muscles and bones

untitled

Middle of the night,
On a borrowed laptop:
Wish I were inspired

excuse me

“Time passes quickly.”
Excuse me, what was that said?
I’m busy, or so it seems…

(no subject)

Twenty minutes now
Four trains pass the other way
Damn, I hate the T

jungle

"the monkey ate the
leopard"-- grammatically
sound, but far from true.

2:49am

the cold water on
my face makes me feel alive,
momentarily.

(;_;)

every time i take
a drag of a cigarette
i wish it was the

last.

a (potentially fictitious) delineation of self

i think i might have
cried tonight, but it's been so
long that i forget

what it is like to
feel. like, actually feel.
i fucked (most of) it

up and i regret
it every single day but
there's nothing i can

do now, because soon
she'll be gone and may or may
not forget about

me. i hope it's the 
latter of the two, so some
day i can see her

again. she said there's
something about me that she 
can't get over or

let go.

realization at 4:54am

it's crazy when you
realize which of your friends
are your real friends and

from that list, begin
to anticipate which of
your real friends are here

to stay. tonight i
discovered that someone i
thought wasn't a real

friend actually
turned out to be someone that
i confide in. and 

trust. sometimes we judge
people entirely wrong, but
in the end, it's the

people who stick by
your side, no matter what, that
truly, honestly

matter.

ciertas cosas oscuras / certain shadowed things

II.
you reside inside
me, amid whirling currents--
a deep placid lake

ignorance

the people that come

into my work and ask for

"which coffee tastes

like cappuccino?"

should be kept on a tight leash,

or killed. brutally. 

initiative

you possess the words,

and fingers to count with. write

haiku and submit.

lame shit

i like my friends to

balance: some snarky cynics,

some who love the world.