"at night, i open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. breathe into me. close the language-door and open the love-window. the moon won't use the door, only the window." -rumi
"DEATH IS THE VEIL WHICH THOSE WHO LIVE CALL LIFE; THEY SLEEP, AND IT IS LIFTED." -SHELLEY
"i have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me." -hesse

Sunday, April 11, 2010

please just kill me.

life REALLY has a way of pointing and laughing at me.  PLEASE.  just kill me.

i am being reminded now of how quickly something can turn sour and how utterly confusing it is to be a human being with deep feelings.

i am learning that averaging 3 hours a sleep a night for more than a week will lead one into uncomfortable fits of insecurity that lead to crying.

i am chopping up cucumbers for tiny sandwiches for a picnic in the park and crying.
my eye won't stop twitching.
please just kill me.
i don't want to be here anymore.
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