I said never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.
― Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance (via nuded)
We live in a society where romantic love is idealized: if we search long enough, we will find “the one,” the soulmate who is perfect for us, who will grow and change at the exact same rate we do, who loves us exactly as we are and never expects us to change, who always wants us sexually, never has bad breath or gets grouchy, and is perfectly desirable in every way. We expect our partner to fully meet us on an intellectual, physical, sexual, and spiritual basis; to be our lover, best friend, a companion, confidante, confessor, therapist, and family, all rolled into one. This sets up monumental expectations which all of us invariably fall short of.
part of me is always desperate to stain white space
with a poem, a haiku, a sonnet or two.
skin is meant to be bruised and that is why
hickeys exist and writing exists
because paper bruises like a peach.
there are too many words inside of me
and not enough, all at the same time.
i’d give them away
if i could, but i think letting them spill
out of me even when i’m more closed off
than i’d like to be
is the only way to do that.
so i’ll step out of my skin and wring it dry,
twist it like a t-shirt soaking wet straight out
of the laundry
until i have nothing left to give.
with a poem, a haiku, a sonnet or two.
skin is meant to be bruised and that is why
hickeys exist and writing exists
because paper bruises like a peach.
there are too many words inside of me
and not enough, all at the same time.
i’d give them away
if i could, but i think letting them spill
out of me even when i’m more closed off
than i’d like to be
is the only way to do that.
so i’ll step out of my skin and wring it dry,
twist it like a t-shirt soaking wet straight out
of the laundry
until i have nothing left to give.
My future
It occurred to me today that when I eventually move in with Ist that we’ll be really poor at first, and will have to cut coupons.
I feel like I should start now to get into the habit…..
Ugh poor
