oh. my. gawd.
April 15, 2008good times. great literature. words on paper. plastic bottles. tin cans.
a good read. the warm embrace of my bed lulling me to sleep.
craziness issues of the homeless insane. surrealism. Gillianic writing.
cellphone. texting. it can create… and destroy friendship… of rather long standing—>says with cowboy accent.
it was over before it even began.
i was only fooling myself.
i kept on fooling myself.
i’m sorry.
regression of the untamed beast.
lost in the information superhighway.
mountains upon mountains of pure gold.
soiled pants. crumpled paper. listening to underoath in the afternoon.
a cup of coffee. spongebob squarepants. hey who took my tsinelas??
life in the form of a shadow.
inside this dank cell of a bedroom.
no more love. no more hate.
tears!
oh! my mascara’s getting wet, running over my face.
gasp!
drowning in a pool of blood.
swallowed by life’s overwhelming bleakness.
what a shame to be tormented by your own mind.
help?
help!
statue?
tissue!
and then no more.
O quote this dead person and maketh him famous!
In an attempt to say something poetic, I ended up collecting “quotable quotes.” It was one of those boring after-graduation days when you have nothing to do but entertain yourself with things around you. So, I grabbed me a pen and a pad of paper and started writing. Then, in the middle of my scribling I observed that my words had a rather casual tone, almost bland and boring. I tried and tried but all that came out were diary-ish stuff. I then remembered that I kept a collection of quotes from novels and short stories I’ve read. These quotes strike me as piercing, especially if you’re in love. ^_^ Here are some of those quotes. Now if only I could find the rest of them in my messy room…
In time - with time - their weeks together would fade into a darkly kept secret, a cache of brief riches to be uncovered and touched at odd moments. And then no more, for life was lived for active memories; the dormant ones lost meaning.
- “The Bourne Identity” by Robert Ludlum
My heart has never loved him, although I have done my best to hide my true feelings.
- Brunhild the Valkyrie from the Norse epic Sigurd the Dragon Slayer
Just passing by….
but then, for sure, once i’m all tied up with my career i’ll be looking for that free time i once hated so much lol
Post! Post! Gimme my Gillian dose!
