March 2012
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Mar 1st
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Weird, I think I found one of Ethel Chou’s hairs in my bed… I mean, my hair certainly isn’t black and straight… I suppose it could be Coua or Foua Vang’s or Hong-Phuc Le’s, but it’s probably Ethel’s, since she was my roommate for two years and I think we shared a bed a couple times. It makes me miss all of them, though :(
Mar 1st
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Now all I can think of is that horrifying stillborn lamb.
Mar 1st
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(from fall of 2008)
As the candles spat wax and the smoke curled up and around invisible figures that drifted about the room, sliding in and out of pockets in the air and empty spaces in the dark; as the curtain hung still, seeming not like a curtain at all but like the stone lamb set on top of the Academy steps for as long as anyone could remember; and as the moon shone through the trees, backlighting the gauzy...
Mar 1st
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February 2012
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I can’t believe I fucking ripped my pants. That’s the second time this month. Now I’m actually, basically, out of pants that fit me. Seriously, none of my pants or skirts fit, so I have to wear a dress to the lab tomorrow, which always makes me feel awkward, since I work with all men. I say I’m coming to terms with the fact that I’m gaining weight, and I am working on...
Feb 29th
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Feb 29th
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I just bought every cupcake in the fucking store.
Feb 29th
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I am a bad wife.
Feb 29th
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Things.
1. Nichelle Nichols singing the Star Trek theme. 2. Being free from a controlling therapist. 3. Friends getting married. 4. The sound of rain against an umbrella. 5. Lying down in the bottom of the shower. 6. A flannel duvet cover. 7. Memories of ex-lovers. 8. Driving down back roads. 9. Studying in coffee shops. 10. A friend’s excitement.
Feb 29th
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Nichelle Nichols is at my work right now. I’m listening to her speak right now and she is amaaaaazing. Be jealous.
Feb 29th
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Peace.Love.Music.Happyness.: Individuals with PTSD... →
psychology2010: There is a definite link between dissociative disorders and PTSD. This is because they do overlap to some extent. For example, painful, traumatic events can cause tremendous emotional and mental disruption in a person’s life. As a result — along with developing post traumatic… Fancy that. ~_~ And they’re just figuring this out now? 
Feb 29th
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How did it get so late? I don’t even think I blacked out, I just was feeling really happy. Anyways, meds pulling me under now. Catch y’all on the flip side.
Feb 29th
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I remember when I thought Jenny and Joanne were way too cool and popular to ever pay attention to me, but now they’re a couple of my best friends. I’ve been feeling so loved and supported tonight, it has just given me a chance to reflect on how I have really become a part (even if it’s just a small one) of this community and I am so grateful for it. You are all a big part of why...
Feb 29th
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This is actually hilarious.
I get a bunch of new followers. And then I write a bunch of animal poetry. And then they all leave. If you want to love me you need to love the animal poetry. AAAAANNNNIMMMMALLLLLL POOOOOEEEEETTTTRRRRYYYYYYY!!!!!!!
Feb 29th
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Ro (or is it Rö?)
Now here’s something I’ve never seen before Almost as big as me And you say you’re called a dinosaur? Can you swim? Or would you like a ride? Because if you just stand there You’ll be swallowed by the tide. Oh me? They call me Whale, And really it’s my pleasure To take you to sea And give you a tour. Oh? What’s that? You’d rather stay on land? Suit...
Feb 29th
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yourkissisadeathwish replied to your post: Animal Poetry! A Dinosaur :3 ( P.S. Your freaking beautiful and I really love your work C: ) Oooooh, a dinosaur, this will be fun :)  (And you are such a sweetheart. Love Love.)
Feb 29th
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lettersinblackandblue
Hello leopard, I see you there Hanging lazy In your tree, You can’t be bothered by the crocodiles, And you don’t like water Very much, anyways. So we many never meet, Even if your rivers Flow into my home. But you drink From those rivers, And I think If I swim close to shore I may be able To glimpse you. But you blend right in, Covered as you are In spotted shadows.
Feb 29th
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Animal Poetry!
Want me to write you a poem? Tell me what animal you are!!!
Feb 29th
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Anon Challenge: Inner Conflict
This is the piece I wrote that won first place in Liana’s anon challenge. The prompt was to write about an inner conflict. Write what you know, they say. :P She is I and I am she but I do not know her, twisted as she is in dark corners, wrapped around the legs of a piano bench, tangled in the gauzy curtains of the room where she is I and I am she and dust motes dance in the broken...
Feb 29th
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You all are being so nice to me tonight. I love you I love you I love you!
Feb 29th
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Duplicity
Written with my lovely tumblr wife, Joanne. She’s sitting there, yes there, under the window, can you see her? Because she is looking right through you and her fingers rake across the warm color of your skin until they find your hand and trace the outlines of eyes solid to her touch. Are you sure you can’t see her? The last thing you remember is sitting next to her hands enclosed in...
Feb 28th
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Conversation at the pharmacy
Pharmacist: So, Miss Weston, insurance won't let you fill your Lexapro until the eighth, but there were no problems with all the rest.
Amy: So what you're telling me is that it's okay to be depressed as long as I'm not psychotic.
Pharmacist: ~nervous laugh~ yes?
Feb 28th
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Dad: You're talking to Joanne today so it will be a good day, right?
Amy: Dad, I talk to Joanne every day.
Feb 28th
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Storytelling.
ambiguous-transparency: Tell me what you know about psychosis, a dream of the nature’s darkest thoughts. Chained to time unyielding, hallucinations feed luscious euphemisms with blindfolded eyes, while lungs rust with touches of oxygen. Tell me what you know about mental influence, a river you can never fully drown into but your hands turn to the most beautiful ice sculpture at the exposure,...
Feb 28th
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I didn’t get any new detectors to test this week so I’m actually kind of bored out of my mind. Working at NASA is really not as exciting or romantic as you might think. Especially when you’re a lowly cryo tech.
Feb 28th
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Maybe if you ask reaaaaally nicely, I’ll do my Roger Waters impression.
Feb 28th
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Feb 28th
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girlbrokendown asked: If Gandalf and Dumbledore got into a fight, who would you place a bet on? What is your favourite thing about yourself? What book do you wish you were a character in? Which fictional character (tv, books, movies etc...) resembles you the most?
Feb 28th
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Should I do this whole TMI Tuesday thing?
Feb 28th
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thewhitebetweenyourwords replied to your post: I’m still thinking about whale falls. There’s so… Whale falls fascinate me as well. You never really think about what happens to whales when they die. Each whale has so much biomass so a whale fall is a pretty big thing. And the fact that the whale carcass can sustain an entire ecosystem for just as long as the whale lived has a very poetic...
Feb 28th
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I’m still thinking about whale falls. There’s so much poetry to the whole thing. 
Feb 28th
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I want some fucking Timmy Ho's.
Feb 28th
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fromaplacewithin
Cats don’t “hop” But sometimes you do Confusing Chinese with Vietnamese And watching each year Slip past. I know the feeling, I am always throwing myself Into the air. Why must Whales be confined To the sea? Whales are not birds, But we love the air. And cats are not bunnies, But both nibble the corners Of last night’s Math homework.
Feb 28th
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Feb 28th
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trigger warning: sexual assault
Sometimes I find it shocking that people actually enjoy sex. Because the one time I had sex certainly wasn’t enjoyable. Well, not for me at least. Though I suppose you wouldn’t call that sex. You would call it getting fucked against a brick wall by three people who hate your very being and want only to break you and make you suffer in the worst possible way. You would call it a...
Feb 28th
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swollenhearts
A homeless puppy Called into loving arms Across southern highways Hardly needs to look Before crossing. When I was a younger whale The seas were kinder And I hardly needed To dodge savage propellers Before the world scarred me. But a puppy dancing In sea foam on warm beaches Can hold me closer Than the horizon And the edge of the sea Can be our home.
Feb 28th
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I will write more animal poems if you tell me what animal you are.
Feb 28th
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Feb 28th
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I’m reading about whale falls and having my mind blown.
Feb 28th
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Sorry I’ve been being bad and not really reading people’s writing the past few days. My attention span has been shot and it’s hard to read. I’m hoping it will get better. It’s so hard trying to figure out what is happening to me :(
Feb 28th
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Entertain me.
Feb 28th
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Feb 28th
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 Thank you, everyone. The people in my computer love me, even when it seems that nobody does, or when it seems that I am only hurting others. I don’t know how to live my life, but I do know that I’m going to try. If not for me, then at the very least for you, because somehow I can’t seem to hurt you and you love me. And we have so much more to learn about each other.
Feb 27th
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I'm going to fucking bed.
Feb 27th
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Feb 27th
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