November 29, 2010
The products we hold show the people where we’ve been and who we’ve encountered. The products we wear define us as individuals to the people. The products we support define us as good people, bad people, cool people, or ugly people to the people. We the people define us the people as individuals, as product wearing carrying and bearing, as slaves to the endless consumption of product. We the people, dislike the people.
November 21, 2010
Wall paper peeling, brown water leaking, everybody sleeping.
October 18, 2010
I’d say I’ve lived a fairly psychotic life for an average girl.
October 9, 2010
Leaves turn yellow, shades of red. Ground gets cold, shrubs go dead. Sun sets earlier, coffee seems hotter. This beautiful change, ends with us feeling emptier.
September 23, 2010
And out of step. Inferiority versus guilt. Lost their minds to the mines. Ruined beyond a crisp burnt kitchen. Losing self versus losing sense. Words become images of what’s to come. Out of step.
September 6, 2010
Secrets told, secrets held.
“Tell me everything.”
“I did. And look where it got us.”
“I just wanted to be close to you.”
September 5, 2010
that she can see things through her thumb, that Mum is in every rainbow and a piece of e every butterfly, and that she’s not just a pretty face. I believe every word because she never ceases to amaze me and her comfort is my comfort.