heart stop - the revivalists

if I were a grown up chicken, I'd be pedo #chicklonging

Grit novel, Ch XIII

Trying to imagine other than the current haphazard halfassed halfblind halfhearted indifference being shoveled at me like shit turds. 

no springtime - allison russell

tell me whats on your mind - the decemberists

went with the red leather after all

 

"I believed this was my destiny: for a plane to recognize me as his soulmate mid-flight and, overcome with passion, relinquish his grip on the sky, hurtling us to earth in a carnage that would meld our souls for eternity.... whichever plane would finally recognize my worth and claim me as his bride in orgasmic catatrophe. ~Sky Daddy, Kate Folk

I never thought of that. #lackofimagination 

 

sad plane

"Grown-ups are not good at masking their concerns, although they can hide their delight and curiosity surprisingly well. Whereas with children it is the other way round. Children can tactfully mute their anxiety and conceal their sorrow, but will struggle not to express their excitement. That is what growing up means, in some simple way: learning to repress all expressions of pure happiness and joy."

There are Rivers in the Sky, Elif Shafak

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22). For security guards, a good part of the job is just staying awake. So they do the rounds, walk the perimeters, do system checks. It gives a signal to themselves and the world — we care, we protect, we're ready.

YOU OKAY? 

#moresilence #ouch

card of the day, a fave.
welp. all that is true again now - place, kids, animals, coins enough, as promised 🙏 - and my mother will be back soon to fuss the flowers. I dunno who that dude is, or if he walks this earth at all; if he exists, he's gonna have to find me 

The Hermit

can you get to that? - mavis staples

grit reading / haiku assignment

"In the end, perhaps what separates one individual from another is not talent but passion. And what is passion if not a restlessness of the heart, an intense yearning to surpass your limits, like a river overflowing its banks?" ~ There are Rivers in the Sky

happy haiku day 

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22). You express the poetry of your soul through thoughtful care and elegant precision. You notice what needs tending and quietly restore harmony. Haiku: Morning dew on wheat. A careful hand mends the seam. Order hums softly.

"constancy" 

assignment: write a haiku of you, holding together a wee 17 syllables

With the new moon in Aries simmering in your eighth house of intensity and sharing today, you could soon feel ready to get up close and personal with a new love paramour. Or you might strengthen your bond with bae and try out some new tricks (or toys) in the boudoir. Mercury, Mars, Saturn and Neptune are all gathered in this zone, prompting you to dive deep into strong emotions and transform something that’s been lurking in your psyche. Seek out the resources you need.

(the suitcase from the cottage under the bed atm?)

welp, I am doing nooo thinking so this makes sense, everything rn is below my neck. I took up hot interval weight training - HOT room, 110 degrees and humid, I do that then 30 min break to cool down, then a bikram class = 3 hours total. after all that, there is *no thought*, just an increasing awareness of my musculature such that I could probably pinch a dick clean off inside me if I did think about it 

hot and hard good

love is such a hard thing - noah derksen

bonus cover me up - morgan wallen same song, another voice

I'm gonna miss you - noah dierkson

cover me up - colton nordvic jason isbell cover (original is better), I love this song. short

weed dog biscuits for thunder-fear #thoughtlent

not voyager, artemis 

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22). If it doesn't have a solution, it's not a problem. How long should you mull a thing around in your mind before you decide it's unsolvable? Twenty minutes. If nothing comes to mind, reintroduce that thing next week.

guess I'll take the week off

#thoughtlent

the worry about him sits like a hot stone right on my ribcage. I am feeling it now because I am too weak not to because I spent all my weaponized fine on sunshine today and I have none left. 

Weaponized fine. sounds like a potential chapter title, doesn't it? it's when you have to be always fucking fine to the point that you are nuclear fucking fine. I'm so fine, it'd make your head spin.  since approximately that obit search which we'll repeat tomorrow night when Ears comes over for dinner inevitably.

welp. if the goal was to discourage me from wanting to fuck him ever, that has been accomplished. which only proves it didn't really have much to do with that in the first place since that doesn't do anything to remove this stone of worry. 

I am flummoxed by man's inability to see women as whole things. there's always a just before the word girl. I would bet my life that he would not let joe worry because he has not fucked Joe and that is just a fucking cunt hair off from a woman in that dude's case 🤨 and yet. 

I should text that dude and see if he's worried. if he ain't worried then definitely there's nothing to worry about, he's just treating me like a girl. but I can't do that. can't or won't. won't.

sunshine says I'm a sucker. "if they's blocking you, they just on a bender, that's all" 

I don't think the word just belongs before the word drinking any more than it belongs before the word girl in his case. 

he has stressed to me over and over that he is hanging by a thread over Dead - that isn't me being hysterical, that's him telling me that and demanding that I believe him

now I feel forced to have the thought experiment that I've outlived him. 

I am trying to figure out how in the world this hot heavy stone on my chest could be a good thing because I'm stuck with it and I don't want to feel anything I don't want to feel which is like this. maybe I could learn to think of it like a cat, no claws unless I try to move it so I leave it alone (?)

I dunno what to do or think or feel about anything except dying is bad let's try to avoid it - that's it - and even that now I gotta be like "or not, cool either way"

I hate to admit defeat but 

I'm scared. leaving me nbd he always does that 🙄. leaving me alive = leaving me for dead. that's different