Saturday, November 26, 2011

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws in. If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart. Maybe it's much the same.
-Margaret Atwood

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

I know a girl who cries when she practices violin.
Cause each note sounds so pure it just cuts into her
and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes
And now to me everything else,
it just sounds like a lie. 

Friday, November 4, 2011

she's got a cross around her neck that she ripped off from a schoolgirl in the subway on a visit to the city. she likes the way it looks on her chest with three open buttons.