December 2011
8 posts
“I have frequently seen people become neurotic when they content themselves with...”
– Carl Jung (via psychotherapy)
(When I talk to my friends about how, “even if I stay in this lovely small town until the day I die I’ll still live in a world much larger than here”, this is more or less what I mean.)
Hold on, hold on, you’ve really gotta hold on…
Man, this is the worst.
Furiously debating pros and cons of a long distance relationship with someone you haven’t actually known well for a tremendous amount of time is a fairly nerve wracking thing when you’re a guy like me who’d rather watch someone for a year before saying hello.
Of course, it’s a dumb debate;...
fifteen years old in my head
suckin’ it down and smiling a little
around.
fifteen year old dead on a television desk
some messes require carelessness
some pain
some finesse
fifteen year olds forty fourth birthday at the bar
afraid of my own shadow and still looking at the bartender all wrong
I’ll spend the next fifteen years running from ever becoming you.