January 2012
30 posts
Hello SieraEden
I miss ya terribly!
“Maybe that’s what we look for in the people we love, the spark of unhappiness we...”
– Tom Perrotta, Election (via nbarranco)
from Concerning the Book that is the Body of the...
earlyfrost:
…I held Back about love All those years: Talking about death Insistently, even As I was alive; Talking about loss As if all was loss, As if the world Did not return Each morning.
“She hadn’t been raised to believe in much of anything, except the foolishness of...”
– Tom Perrotta The Leftovers (via )
Marilyn Monroe and Arthur Miller
are just the best in all the west.
BACHELOR MONDAYS AM I RITE LADIES!?!?!?!?!?
Denoument
I probably should have known better
when I named my narrative hero after you
and you named you page 7 refrigerator after me.
Breaking Hearts
dearoldlove:
I could sing James Vincent McMorrow to you til i’m blue in the face, but you’ll never understand.
Zelda and Scottie
Fitzgerald had it so right and so wrong and both ends were beautiful.
If Taco Bell Delivered
a novel by Marina Mularz
I Am So
happy
writing in my closet.
This is better than peanut m&m’s.
The Alternative Teenage Dream
And in my dreams
I’m on my deathbed
and you finally cry like you always swore you did behind your door
But beneath this veil of vyed illusion,
with the exception of excess love handles and a wicked wisdom tooth,
my body is not branded with terminal illness nor the visitation of your
voiced concern.
“‘Ah, yes, for a single year I had inhabited a world of wonder. But I now knew...”
– Retromancer - Robert Rankin (via theveryhungrybookworm)
Book Him
dearoldlove:
I finally finished my novel. It’s nothing like the early drafts you read. The character based on you kills himself because he’s a jackass and everybody hates him. Especially me.
For Beth
Thank you for singing me ‘Landslide’
In lunch notes and lazy Sundays.
For top shelf cereal,
Fingertips brushing the ceiling,
The stars,
The idol of my refrigerator artwork.
Your love will be safe with me.
When It Gets So Cold Here
All there is to do
is stay inside
and talk.
It’s a land of free therapy
and I am uncovering 20 lbs of answers
each week.
When I
spend time with my brother, everything I say sounds like an episode of Teen Mom.
“Slow the fuck down and why does my poncho smell like weed.”
“I got money but you ain’t getting no cents of it.”
“I’ll hit you so hard that you won’t live in the Midwest no more.”
I'M JUST SAYIN'
“Young Adult” - so boss. Diablo, you’ve done it again.
December 2011
31 posts
WatchThis is the sound of love.
Reading Local News
A high school student from the next county over committed suicide in a seemingly shocking eruption from what I can uncover on the matter. And every periodical - every student newspaper and facebook devotee - all faculty, friend, family - everyone seems to agree on two notions:
1. He was a nice boy.
2. Sometimes it’s very tiring being a nice boy.
I think about my students that I work with...
To Astronomy 154.
It took a few minutes,
But I finally saw that shooting star.
After Nine PM
But in the darkness, with mice at our Keds and cans with string tied between sills above our skulls, I felt what I imagined as your lips on what I imagined as my eyebrow moving south, mapping new directions until congress called it quits and we settled on each others teeth beneath the lights unlit.
Watching HBO Doc "There's Something Wrong With...
The most intriguing tragedy of all time.
“I don’t know. I’m not sure what I’ll do, but -...
Let's Be Honest
Every lady writer wants a romance that results in a man building her a writing chair.
Well played, Like Crazy, well played indeed.
Watch
Goodnight, Scottie.
“Things are sweeter when they’re lost. I know—because once I wanted something and...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via darkcanuck)
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect....”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via darkcanuck)
“As he held her and tasted her, he was thankful to have an existence at all, if...”
– Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night (via asingledropintheocean)
“I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via philphys)