conversation before/in car

mom: you have a string hanging off of your sleeve.
me: i like it like that.
mom: just gives me a look.
me: i'm weird, but you like me.
brother: gives me another look.
mom: i like weird.
brother: weird is fun.
mom: i got some new cupholders.
me: you got some new cupholders?
mom: cupwarmers. they're USB. just plug it into your computer.
me: interesting.
mom: i thought it'd be a good stocking stuffer, so i bought two. surprise!
me/brother: probably both thinking similiar things.
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brother: i like hot drinks
mom: i like cold drinks
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me: i'm going on Prozac.
brother: i'm going off the reserve.
me: guess it's better than ice. you're going off the reserve?

lime green beauty queen

some things i like, there are things i want, there are things i can't have, there are things i don't like or want. there are things i look forward to, things i look back on, things i do back &forth. things i want to like, things i need, things i never want to see again in my entire life. but most of all there are things. just things.

(old poem)

waiting line

make me take me

around your world

show me how it feels

inspire me

ENTIRELY

you always do

judge me smudge me

i promise i won't mind

just tell me when it's my turn

slugabed

there is an annoying bug flying around me that i plan to squash a.s.a.p bc it seems it has been trapped in my bedroom for much too long. maybe i can shoo it out the window, i hate killing things. even little helpless bugs. my cat is locked up in the laundry room bc she was being a bad kitty &scratching at the carpet again. she has a scratchy toy that she refuses to use, but she will continue to be locked up with it until she realizes that this is the only thing she is allowed to scratch..my dr. told me (god, this bug is bugging me) that bed is for sleep &sex. i don't have a nightstand, so i try to be clever by wrapping my glass up in my bedspread..well, today i got a little ahead of myself &spilled my soymilk all over my laptop, bedspread, sheets, cell phone, self, &was like owell cleanliness is next to godliness, i guess. plus, it's laundry day anyway. &of course there's no use crying over spilt milk! so, now poor miss Nina is locked up all by herself with the scary washing machine &soymilk sheets..hopefully it will lull her into a deep trance &she will forget how to meow as much as she does. think i'll let her out now.

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neither meowing nor scratching cease to persist.
but at least i have a bug friend.
and clean linens.
if you see my dr. don't tell her about me.

i lost

the last poem i wrote about you.
i don't care.
time leaves me no choice
but to move on.

sleep is on the wayyyy <3

my cousin is cool. i screamed my head off at the haunted house. i can't believe i fucking fell on the floor like three times. what a klutz. i'm sick sick sick