Blood and Guts: Helena Lazaro
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Silence
December 20, 2005 12:45 PM

My muse is missing. I don't want to be alone, but I don't want to be with anyone. I want to be in a place behind being, darker and more quiet. Just watching others be. I don't find any comfort outside the invincibility of dreaming. I'm afraid, knowing what people are capable of doing; each one I let into my life is a liability. So far the odds have been pretty shitty. Trying to sleep with goosebumps covering your ass on a cold night makes you really appreciate all the warm balmy ones that--sometimes--made you feel like you were smothered under a blanket.


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god, i have totally been that person for most of the year.

Posted by: brando on December 20, 2005 06:42 PM

sorry, I've been MIA too sweets. work's been crazy cuz' of the holidays and my new boy-toy is all up in my jock. if you have no plans for saturday night, come with me to his place for fancy dinner. his roommate is muy guapo.

Posted by: Amando on December 21, 2005 02:46 PM

this may sound juvenile, but it's not intended that way: focus on the goosebumps. that's your existence (watching others BE) trying to put things back into perspective.

Posted by: kristine on December 27, 2005 07:54 AM

i like that idea, kristine. i like it a lot.

Posted by: Groonk on December 30, 2005 08:34 PM
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