you forget you forget - it seems you’re always forgetting
(i try not to think that you just don’t care)
1. Travel to Beijing. To Dubai. To Ukraine, to Lord Howe Island in Australia, to Belize, Vietnam. Travel to the cities were the air tastes of stars and humanity. Travel alone. You’ll meet people you’ve read about in books, the ones who say things like “oceans are God’s palms and you are his savior”.
2. Read poetry. Read sonnets, vignettes, haiku’s, limericks, free-verse. Rip out your favorite pages and hide them places. Put Shakespeare in the metro. Charles Bukowski confessions in church corridors. Anne Sexton in your mothers purse.
3. Do drugs. Smoke joints and eat acid and drink tea spiced with mushrooms. Write stories about dyed-red lizards and pastel oceans. Paint your liver, your lungs, your tongue. Listen to music and then realize how silence is the loudest sound of all.
the antioxidants in red wine (resveratrol ) (in large amounts) counteracts all of my stress. this is likely a false statement
but still, go fuck yourself free radicals. and sorry liver.
i think it’s cute when someone admits they have a crush on you
i think it’s a fucking miracle
i’m buzzed. this is alll
why thank you. i do wonder if you noticed that they’re crooked