whatiwas

Today is today. That much is all I can report.

new profile pic, now that i can finally upload it. it's not the best of pictures, but i figured it was time for a change.

i'm back.

shit must go down.

now.

I just want to say that the new Stormy set is fucking HOT. Almost as hot as the new Pihka set...(no offense, chere, but Pihka refuses to release her stranglehold on my "favorite girl" title).

I've got Danger Mouse and Jemini's "Bush Boys" in my head, and am trying to wash it out with healthy doses of the new From Ashes Rise album (or the...
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call it like it's a lantern, raise it up and shout like they taught you, hold it close and hold it for as long as you can and let it do what it wants to you, let it cut and sear and keep on remembering that, write it until you grind your teeth into powder, give it every name you can possibly imagine, let it...
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Ten Grand - The entire "This Is The Way To Rule" album

I'm going to write this here, because I'm fairly sure no one I know in real life can read this save for Lindex, and I'm in no mood to fuck with real life today.

Today, I woke up to the sun. Anyone who doesn't know me well enough should understand I hate the...
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This was a private entry some hours ago, but I erased it.

This was going to be a grand explication of just what was going on, but I got a paragraph into it and erased that too.

I was going to examine something I was feeling, something I was confused about and still trying to make sense of, but tonight just spun me in...
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Ive already lost track of myself. I guess Ive still lost track of myself. Every social interaction takes place through so many filters that the real me, when it does appear, does so when I have absolutely nothing to lose. Which usually ends up being here, on this page.

So lets be real for a second, shall we?

The year is almost four full days...
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oh, when my lady comes...

"Don't be sad."
I looked sideways into that face, ever smiling without anything other than certainty and genuineness, feeling the click of my vertebrae and the slighter, lighter tics of the pressure changing in my ears as my jaw worked its usual methodic back-and-forth, cartilege pressing against bone in a discomfort that's become commonplace, if not truly debilitating.

The boy...
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Explosions In The Sky - "Greet Death"

I want this song to pick me up and carry me somewhere I haven't seen before, where all the shards of what I once was lie collecting dust.