Scribbled in my journal, a note to my son: “Find someone you’re willing to share your peanut butter cookies with.”
Categories: Doldrums
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Posts tagged “Fight Like Apes”
There’s something beautiful about a cranapple blend. There’s something miraculous in a new book. There’s something superbly sexy about Alison Tyler. There’s something comforting about having friends who stuck around throughout all my drama and asshole-ish-ness. There’s something heart-stoppingly awesome when he gets excited by my present. There’s something peaceful in MayKay‘s voice. And there’s something wonderful in the feeling that I get whenever…well, I’ll save that for a later post. Sometimes, I just want to lay down all my demons and find something better to do with myself. Sometimes, I want to express myself to the fullest possible way. Sometimes, I want to just run into the Gulf and let the waves sweep me to wherever. Sometimes, I want to get lost…
Categories: Doldrums
Tagged: Alison Tyler, Fight Like Apes, MayKay
And I can’t compete with all you talk about, You’re so informed. Yet, you talk like a lout, you say Yo la Tengo like you’re selling perfume Like a brand new scent for modern men Invented by cartoons. Why must I be the pessimistic romantic? I see the end of a relationship before it starts. Lately, I’ve listened to sad music. Longing for something that I know is not out there. At least, not for me. Started thinking about mix tapes after reading Eleanor & Park. I miss making playlists for other people to enjoy. There was a time when I shared music that I liked with people who I liked. Now, it’s just in ear buds, shared with none. Sometimes, I want to…
Categories: Doldrums
Tagged: Fight Like Apes, Grace, Miranda
