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Monday, March 22, 2010

I don't even know what to say any more.

I meant to post pictures of valentines, and deep-down I'm worried why I didn't. if I'm only going to be honest with one person, (honest: the indicator of the year, that brave new word) I should probably ask myself why I'm still trying to believe in this.

the implications of a sober kiss. excuses, but you're really just lonely. why the fuck are you lonely?

I feel like I'm being slowly chipped away, filed down to nerves and raw endings. everything, the grating rasp of an emery board.

my father sighs, and says that I had to grow up quickly. I don't know that I believe though, I don't feel older. just exhausted.

I have wrinkles around my eyes; they should be laugh lines, but I know they're just from squinting into the sun.


ash @ 9:50 AM