Brooklyn ate me last weekend. Ever since I made up with my boyfriend, I've been spending way too much time there. Don't get me wrong, Cony Island all day. But I built my life in midtown. I move so much, that it's important I make use of where I am while I'm there; which just so happens to be upstairs from a 24-hour wonderland. I'm boycotting Brooklyn for a hot second. It's just about summer here in New York City, which is the best time of year...
rekindle rapport when we met we extended. i taught and we learned while he swore. that. this only happens once. i chewed my nails and i bit too short. i curled into 4am silence. and he was the one p/eace/iece be(cause) the way i shake. he k(new) that. when i stretched into the sun it was like i could never reach far. enough. the style i chose to stop; inside. there is so much loud noise every time i hold my breath. when i exhale he always...
I don't have a boyfriend again. After we spent four days making up, I had an anxiety attack this afternoon and told him we shouldn't see each other. This is upsetting for a spectrum of reasons. However, I feel myself retreating to the safety of where I cut the world off and fall into a meditative state of complete nothingness. There are a lot of reasons I suck at being a girlfriend. However, I find my greatest issue in feigning relationships...
We made up. That was the worst fight ev-ER. I don't fight with anyone. I leave. My boyfriend refers to me as a "flight risk". That is a bit of my mantra. There's more than one reason that I have two passports. I've been in Brooklyn since Friday. Later on today, when I'm done with work, I'm going to write filthy stories about Cony Island. I'll post one tonight. There's something about Anthony and I that is utterly divine. We're never allowed to...
Well, another lover burned to the ground. This time, it was all over words. When you are a born Writer, and like, have never done anything but process life in characters essentially since inception - you pay attention to what people say. Especially when you're fucking them. My boyfriend said three really shitty things in less than a seven day period. And I snapped. Blog tribe that's been in my crew since this page started in 2009 know that I am...