“I could do some things well. Some things I was good at, like math or even sports, but the second a boy put his arm around me, I forgot about wanting to do anything else.”
Elizabeth Wurtzel: Bitch pg. 146-147
[“A wind picked up, rattling the windows and the candle flames suddenly shifted, dancing along the border between turbulence and order.” -Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle]
I am 22 and I live in Philadelphia.
I am 22 and I live in Philadelphia.
Desire
“Everything tells us to stop, to not talk to that guy first, to not have 1,000 lovers if that’s what feels right because one husband is supposed to be enough. Everything says we don’t need another piece of chocolate cake, we don’t need another Gucci bag, another dime-store lipstick, another big mac, another night on the town, another spin on the Rainbow Room dance floor. Well, this is meant to be a story about people who are so beyond need, who want and have figured out that it’s never too soon to make demands of this life, this world, this everything. It’s about how nice it must be just to decide ‘I will not be nice, I am never sorry, I have no regrets: what is before me, belongs to me.’”
-Elizabeth Wurtzel: Bitch, pg. 29-30
“ Let’s be nothing, I heard it lasts forever.
“ Love is like inifinity. You can’t have more or less infinity, and you can’t compare two things to see if they’re “equally infinite.” Infinity just is, and that’s the way I think love is, too.
Mr. Rogers
“ Kick start my rock & roll heart.
“ I see skies of blue and clouds of white. The bright blessed day, the dark, sacred night. And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
“ Get a real job, keep the wind at your back and the sun on your face. All the immediate unknowns are better than knowing this tired and lonely fate.
Rilo Kiley - Does He Love You
“ Just your smile leaves me satisfied.
Rilo Kiley - Rest of my Life
“ When you’re shipwrecked on your mattress, I’ll come in and show you how to hijack the past and wind up in the right now.
Le Tigre - On the Verge
"Hollywood Prologue"
I wrote this poem in High School on October 20th, 2004. The assignment was to write a poem and the class had to guess who it was about. To this day, it is one of my favorite things I’ve written:
Singing and Playing his left handed guitar
Some people say he didn’t get very far.
Althought many others can disagree,
The majority would say he made history.
You could tell he was hurt if you looked into his eyes but nobody knew his pain would lead to his own suicide.
Songs handwritten - inspiring and meaningful
A beloved girlfriend whom he thought very beautiful.
Piercing blue eyes, blonde, grungy hair.
Anyone could be blown away by his mysterious stare.
Not knowing what he was thinking or what he’d do next
As long as he performed on stage wearing an old dress.
It seemed like he were happy putting on a fake smile
I guess people thought he’d be around for awhile.
On April 4, 1994, something happened that was unexpected.
The world didn’t know he felt so rejected.
He wasn’t amused, he wasn’t having fun.
It’s still somewhat of a mystery, but he pulled his own gun.
He left his own daughter, who he admired,
And all of his fans who he made so inspired.
Leaving the world, he had one thing to say:
“It’s better to burn out, than fade away.”
