3 things I would love to have right now.

1. a plushie

2. multitudes of paper lanterns

3. a cello to express myself

How It Ends - Devotchka

[For whom it may concern: the links in this post were placed there by me, check them out if you've the time]

Feeling disorganized in thought processes, affect processes and actions has apparent downsides.

I like how these can spiral toward the bright-side too, though. What I mean is, even when I'm a mess, somehow everything becomes illuminated (attention: this is a reference, go watch the movie). Building off that reference-- what I love is that although there are, uncertain futures, bloody knees and shattered photo-frames, I know how it ends.

Somehow, it ends where it started... with love.

And when I realize this, things like schoolwork and business stop worrying me for a while.

one hundred things

to do,
to construe,
to lose.

one hundred things
to find out,
to go about
to shout.

one hundred things
are easy
when they have to do
with you.

stellar corpses

Giant. Super giant. Betelgeuse and Spica.
They burn through hydrogen and kill themselves
by running far too fast.

They run out of energy and their core becomes exposed.
No more energy source; they are considered dead stars.

White dwarfs.


(Astronomy always makes me want to write. so there.)

a little uncertain of what to say now.

A small story:

I just wish I had been around more. I stopped visiting because sometimes it hurt to look them in the eyes and believe what they were telling me. God, I hope I kept that voicemail. It's the last time I'll hear her voice.

Some days, most things in life look trivial. I never want to take a moment for granted again, because by the time I open my mouth to ask the harder questions, it will be too late. My stomach feels like tangled ropes and intestines... gross.

I wish I had said goodbye.

halley's comet

thank you for the image

Sometimes beautiful comets collect dust on their surfaces.
The dust grows deep and eventually disguises the fierce brightness emitted by the comet...
When the dust becomes strong enough to stop the comet from plasma and particle emission, the comet is rendered an asteroid.
No longer does it shine; it is blackened and unseen.


If I am a comet, then I never want to let that dust build up.
I want to shine across the sky, and die when I'm closest to the Son.

dysfunction : failure to function in an expected or complete manner

a little worried about that hiker I saw on the road,
first they were on one road,
then I saw them when I was driving home too
but I don't understand how they got that far.
That's a long way to walk
worried they might be supernatural
probably shouldn't worry about things like that
astronomy time
planets in a line
line line line
dine
sign
kind
kind