January 2009
I NEED to go to Coachella. Fuck.
I think I’m going to start a “Sarah needs to go to Coachella” charitable fund.
You’ve got to be kidding me with this line up.
I have a weird head.
like a stubborn child
measart:
somehow i’ve fooled myself into thinking i am a good poet. yet, at this precise moment, i couldn’t write a beautiful line of poetry to save my human life. poetry can be hard to deal with when it’s not feeling agreeable, like a stubborn child, poetry sits in a corner of a bedroom in my mind, arms crossed tightly, refusing to come out.
You took a white orchid, turned it blue.
If you haven't seen Defiance already, I advise you...
Great film.
“To be naked is to be oneself.
To be nude is to be seen naked by...”
– -Kenneth Clark
(via alexash)
Happiness is my spanish class being canceled today due to bad weather. Some force in this universe is looking out for me.
Her morning elegance, she wears.
I never noticed how inexperienced of a writer I...
Until I started writing for Ted Gup.
Imagine taking an art class from Leonardo DaVinci.
or a Physics class with Albert Einstein.
or a bodybuilding class with Arnold Schwarzenegger.
I feel like every word I put into a paper has to be impeccably placed.
I’m struggling.
but I kind of love it.
My mom picked up that camera. And she called to...
Honestly, who does that. I love her so much.
taylorswaim:
Bright Eyes - No One Would Riot for...
acc:
Andrew Bird - Tenuousness
“I honestly couldn’t care less if you like the same bands or you’ve read the same...”
– I Wrote This For You (via sleepanddream) (via unicornology) (via pieces) (via finallyseeing)
Cause if it's ever gonna get any better, it's...
Also
thanks to my studies in poetry class, I’ve been thinking in 19th century english all day. It’s a beautiful and complicated thing.
To put it lightly,
today has been somewhat painful.
There’s nothing like a nice, rotton monday to get you excited for the rest of the week.
Highlight: I think I’m about to buy this camera. It’s a Canon Rebel 2000, it’s film, and it’s going to be my first ever. A friend is selling it cheap and I figured I couldn’t pass it up. If anyone has any input as to whether or not this is a...
I am officially retarded for staying up this late and I’m going to need a mountain of coffee in the morning.
WHYYY 4 am whyyyyyy
The kids are all fucked up.
Happy Chinese New Year?
Yup. Just celebrated.
Commencing homework..now.
Good thing I always have my priorities straightened out.
Cheers!
And for my next act..
I’ll continue to state and re-state that everything is fine.
fine fine fine fine.
Spring and Fall
to a young child
Margaret, are you grieving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leaves like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? Ah! as the heart grows older It will come to such sights colder By and by, nor spare a sigh Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; and yet you will weep and know why. Now no matter, child, the name: Sorrow’s springs are the same. Nor mouth...
It sucks, not having money.
All I want right now is to buy a big map of the world to hang on my wall. I love maps. I would probably memorize the entire world.
But alas. My mind suffers with my wallet.
Something has been really wrong today.
Random limbs on my body are aching and throbbing and my stomach has felt ill all day. Like a cross between nausea and wanting-to-curl-up-in-the-fetal-position pain. Also, it really doesn’t feel like a friday. And as nice as it is that the weather is warming up here, everything just feels desolate, and wasted, and empty. Now that the snow is melting, the ground is wet and dirty. Everyone...
It's time to put this day to bed.
Last night I dreamt that you read me a poem called “23”. You read it and I felt the warmth of your breath; your lips. But you weren’t really there. Nor were you today.
It would be nice to spend time with you outside my dreams.
But for now, goodnight.
“A friend of mine had a maid who was very clumsy; broke a lot. One time the maid...”
– Ted Gup
what am I doing?
I'm trying.
hard.
I apologize for my awkwardness.
I’m trying not to care.
I care.
I promise I’m trying.
“If I wake up in the morning and I don’t want to get you a coffee or if I don’t...”
– John Mayer, on relationships.
(via anonymousami)
Born into this
born like this into this as the chalk faces smile as Mrs. Death laughs as the elevators break as political landscapes dissolve as the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree as the oily fish spit out their oily prey as the sun is masked we are born like this into this into these carefully mad wars into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness into bars where people no longer speak to...