Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Jimmy Eat World - The Middle

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

What?! WHAT?!

Double-jeopardy. Fuckin' fuck, man.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Of course she got the part. How could she not? He loves her. She's pretty. She looks like a secretary. Even if she won't kiss people onstage.

And of course he gave parts with swears to people who are too wholesome and Christian to swear, and of course he bent over backwards to give the small, Christian girls new lines without swears that would hurt their little Christian ears

WHEN I OBVIOUSLY DISPLAYED IN MY AUDITION THAT I COULD BE ON TIME, WOULD GIVE UP SOME CLUBS ON SOME DAYS FOR DRAMA, WOULD BE WILLING TO SWEAR -AND- CONQUER MY GIANT FEAR OF KISSING ON STAGE.

but that's not enough, is it?

Thursday, November 1, 2007

[Just try to tell him how you feel without sounding like a huge girl.]
"I miss you so much it hurts sometimes." - Scrubs

I am miserable without it.
Maybe not him, just it.

I AM MISERABLE. TOTALLY, TOTALLY MISERABLE.
WHAT THE HELL.
I HAVE NEVER FELT LIKE THIS.
I AM SO GIVING INTO THE FEMALE TEENAGE CLICHE AT THE MOMENT.
FUCK IT.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Define Me

Girls are Boys and Boys are Girls, Girls like Boys but Boys like Boys, Girls like Girls that like Boys who like Boys back, Goy and Birl, once were seperated, wrongfully, Boy Goy Girl Birl He She He-She, no more girls and boys, just unidentifiable masses messes of people
Cans Labels Labels Clothes Clothes Skirts Skirts Girls Girls Boys Boys Girls Boys Girls People

Gloria

Gloria sat on the chair.
The chair was white.
In the scheme of things, the color of the chair didn't matter.
The color of the chair didn't even exist.
White isn't even a color.
It is a pathetic lack thereof, competiting in the Aurora Borealis.
The chair was the color of Gloria.
White. But white isn't a color.
Gloria was white, and she thought white.
She drank white, ate white and wore white.
Not all the time, of course.
But it felt like it. Always, always a lack of color.
There was a lack of everything.
Where was the blue and the red? The purple?
Green had packed up and left town a long time ago.
Yellow, forget about it, once it saw Gloria...
Once any color saw Gloria, it just gave up.
Gloria didn't know the difference.
Yellow was the same as white to her.
Blue was white, and so was orange.
Gloria sat in the chair. She was white.
White, she thought, is purple.
White is green and white is blue.
Whatever I see is white, and it can stay that way.
What I think is white.
When I talk, white falls out of me.
When I cry, I cry white.
I see white and white sees me.
Gloria sat thinking of white.
White had always been there.
Even when you couldn't see the pink, the gold.
White was always there for her when nothing else was.
When people spoke to her, it was white, too.
White came back and was constant.
White knew her, inside out.
White was her only friend.
Gloria sat in the chair.
What was a rainbow? She thought.
It's an absurd idea.
Put all of those colors near eachother, she mused.
Somebody was going to get hurt.
I guess somebody had to get hurt.
She supposed it had to be her.
Gloria didn't want the colors anymore.
They were useless.
White was her only friend.
White would never leave her.

What?

I don't understand.
Could you please repeat it?
I'm sorry, I wasn't listening.
I was distracted.
It must be something you did.
I apologize, it's all your fault.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Shut Up

Washed-out washboard, scratched-up blackboard
Scene girl, plastic pearl, paper plate update
Too late to donate, please close the floodgate
No, there's nothing left, it's dry.

Tin cup tossup, hometown countdown,
Upset sunset, too-small corset
Little girl loves little boy blue
And there is nothing you can do.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Nothing is Impossible

Sounds like inspirational music, doesn't it?
No, it shouldn't.
It is not impossible.
With time, everything advances.
Darwin told me so.

Ode to the Truth

Do Say Mean.
Always say what you mean.
Always do what you say.
Never say what you don't mean.
Never say you'll do what you won't.
Always, always mean what you do.
But most importantly, mean what you say.

The Tar Rainforest

The solution is to pave the environment.
When you hot-top the world, you have found the easy way out.

Earn and Deserve

When you earn the affection of another...
Do you truly deserve it? Does anyone deserve,
The affection of another? Or have you put
So much effort into it, that it is payment?
Is this the future prostitution?

How Dumb of Me

One is solitary.
Is one (1) ever in Good Company?
One is naked.
One is one half a whole number.
One (1) is not a number.
1 (One) is not alone.

Progressions

1 2 3
Is a sequence, predictable and unchanging
3 6 9
Is a diamond between two roughs
5 10 15
Is a hop, skip and a jump away from big money
10 9 8
Is the inevitable destruction, detonation, countdown...

What Time is It?

Yes to the former, no to the latter
Up from the chutes, down from the ladders
When the wind blows, the economy goes
When the bough breaks, the foundation shakes
Mother Goose, Mother Goose
Tell me something I don't know.

The Dead Woman - Pablo Neruda

If suddenly you do not exist,
if suddenly you are not living,
I shall go on living.

I do not dare,
I do not dare to write it,
if you die.

I shall go on living.

Because where a man has no voice,
there, my voice

Where blacks are beaten,
I can not be dead.
When my brothers go to jail
I shall go with them.

When victory,
not my victory,
but the great victory
arrives,
even though I am mute I must speak:
I shall see it come even though I am blind.

No, forgive me,
if you are not living,
ifd you, beloved, my love,
if you
have died.