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It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope

I don't want sunbursts or marble halls

2/1/12 08:13 pm

friends only. mostly.
comment to be added & all that jazz

5/12/09 01:00 am

Does anyone else cry when they watch Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind? 

3/23/09 02:38 pm

I miss Oregon.

12/5/08 04:08 pm - I believe I've found my next wish-list destination.


RIJKMUSEUM AMSTERDAM



*EDIT

Dublin's Trinity College Library would also be sexellent.

11/17/08 06:23 pm

One year.

3/7/08 02:39 pm


1/27/08 02:15 pm - I love this

i went places
florida
sometimes i felt strange
like such a calculator
a T-90
input, variables, and output
a battery life
sometimes,
i felt so small
i would look at my finger
and i could only think about it being
in a universe
i was bored
purpose is temporary relief from boredom
boredom is the bed you return to after your day is over
sometimes you lay in bed all day
sometimes you jump on your bed
sometimes you have sex on your bed
sometimes you work from home, on your bed
i don't know
my state is 'incredibly somber'
i went to the ocean
i drove
the past was a form of energy
and the present was like the road i drove on
i felt like it would lead me to outer space
where i would float away and suffocate

picture poem by brandon scott gorrell
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