After West Side Story all gang fights must be dance-offs.
Off with your head
Dance ’til you’re dead
Heads will roll (4x)
On the floor
Glitter on the west streets
Silver over everything
The rivers all wet
You’re all chrome
Dripping with alchemy
Shiver stop shivering
The glitter’s all wet
You’re all chrome
Some days I hate you so much, Mr Murakami.
You must have had some pretty shitty experiences, huh.
What would I do without language? I dunno, slash some shit up maybe
I am really looking forward to university, and I am so grateful for the people I have, and how good God continues to be to me.
What a strange day
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Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea
It’s been a very long time since jc. I am very, very grateful for everything God has done for me, and the places he has put me, and for the people I have met.
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. – Jeremiah 29:11
I’m looking forward to uni, and omigod I am ECSTATIC about literature. I wish I could tell you how much. That I would be happy doing it almost anywhere if the people were nice enough.
And maybe this post has a ringing air of finality to it, but who cares? I’m in a portentous mood today, and maybe I’m lurching to the end of an era. A friend of mine once said that I was VERY HARD TO KNOW because I am, (perhaps) so borderline calm and uninvested all the time, which is part true, but I have some very deep wells in which I fling my money. I don’t talk about them often, but they are there and believe me they are deep.
I am writing a 7-part poem to wrap up my 17 – 20s. Because I am a rip-off artist and I liked The Wasteland and I liked Crush. Maybe I’ll show it to you sometime.
oh gwen why did you ever have to break them up
I want a spangly polo t now
I realise, after like a year, that I have two facebook accounts. I keep on logging into the old outdated one by mistake. Deactivated it today, again.
I am not dead, I am merely moving to the other one.
There is a great deal happening in my life. I will write on it in awhile.
Cheng links me to this. It is a wonder I survived Tokyo without these helpful instructions.
How to eat at a sushi bar:
How to apologise when you inevitably screw up eating at a sushi bar:
Back to vic lit. I keep saying it, but it feels really weird that I’ve known some of the R&G kids for less than a couple weeks.
I feel very grateful.
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‘Why has he not done more?’ said Dorothea, interested now in all who had slipped below their own intention.