Pernicious Thinking

Feb 11 2012, nearing midnight I'm thinking a lot today. My mother is in the same room as I am. She is surfing as I type away while lis...

I hate people. I hate how they’re lonely. I hate how they think too much. I hate how they dodge their feelings, their needs, their wants...

Looking for Alaska by John Green SPOILERS (kind of). As I walked into the other room, textbooks in my arms, I could finally relax. The s...

Somewhere out there, there will always be that kind of girl who will love hazelnut coffee and the sight of flour. She will wake up staring a...

Something under the ground snaps and you snap with it. The clouds play back and forth until they collapse, crying on the dead and spitting ...

Reality likes to sink in very often – so often that I end up spinning like some queen instead of drowning. If Reality’s no. 1 habit is appe...

You kick into a start and you can already feel the empty air shaping your words and wrapping itself around your exhausted limbs. The wo...

Hi! Um so this blog post will be kind of different compared to my others - well, at least I think . But still, writing. Not just stories, ...

Maybe the world is meant to be a tangle of electricity, an uncontrollable myriad of emotions unraveled one by one. Maybe the shadows we se...

Sometimes I’m just amazed with how the world works. How people live, breathe, love, act. I’ve got my headphones on and I wish I could just ...