I watched Donnie Darko tonight

...and these few lines are stuck in my mind...

"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very, very
Mad world, mad world"

Pensive

Sometimes I envision my life like a chalk board. There are too many things being put onto it and soon I can't even tell what's what anymore. There's a horribly long list of things I have to get to and things to think about... I wish I could just take an eraser and start everything anew and fresh. I want to downsize my life into something that feels manageable. I want only to deal with the things that are absolutely necessary and to be able to put everything else out of mind. (Out of sight, out of mind.) I want to be completely independent (mostly so I don't get disappointed by people). Sometimes I want to go into hiding too, like a hermit. What if we all just lived our lives in simplicity like that, essentially only having to worry about surviving? I feel like people enjoy complications too much. We're all a bunch of masochists.

Is it spring yet?

This is my outside music.

Won't you come and enjoy the sky with me?

Memories aren't enough

I miss you.

Copy and paste

Oh, the late nights you endure, pacing your constructed reality of glowing light and silent, sleeping clocks.

I'm probably not here

sometimes i am not there
and i blankly stare
wondering if there is anywhere
where i can find my elsewhere

Forgotten fragment

the same story
as always
however longingly expressed
never allowed to grow
or to taste the sun
but the clouds of my heart
change
and move on.
won't you come
and fill the space?