Hereaux

I think I'm okay with being my own subtle kind of star.

"What happened in the past, stays in the past. And whatever happens in the future is gonna be good."

Whatever happened to bubble gum?

Those terrifying breasts.

Look up all your breakfast favorites on urbandictionary.com.
Waffles, pancakes, the almighty cinnamon roll? Nothing-- Nothing--is sacred.

*That is untrue. "Bacon" seems to come through relatively unscathed: simply defined as "delicious," etc.

I'll smack you in the heart.

Media,

We grow up with you. You tell us where to go, who to be. The answers.
--God, ain't that seductive: the answers.

I never expected my mentors to highlight the fine print, but...

Guess we can still be drunk-buddies.

Oh to be a lemming.

A debilitating pie to the face...

The world is so much smaller and easier to crumble when you're seventeen.

My mother, she didn't have time for intellectual crises. She was too busy fighting.

The delicate giddiness of lace-heeled shoes.

We suspended her in cherry jello.

"What's goin' on?
What's goin' on?"
Marvin Gaye wants to know...

Everyone's a creative shitbag.

They took his coat, they took his shoes--
Dead mice on the staircases, roaches on the walls.
My anger is more stunning than yours.

It's just a running tab of verbal moments.

Smile. Bears repeating.

To respect the moment by being you and not who you want to be.

"11. leap into the sky little man
every day is your opportunity
be home by dinner"

- from Jordan's 'Poems about Caleb from big brother'
Brother Brother blog

Pop.

No more peripheral friendships, passive acquaintances: Connect deliberately.

Poise is simply the graceful keeping of secrets.

You match my tablecloth.

Her rockstar in shining polyester.

Put googly eyes on my headstone.

"Every word is important."

I could have been a beauty queen. I could have been somebody.

Broken hearts and televisions.

"You know what's funny? It's impossible for women to lose weight. Like. Impossible."

"I've seen that girl. Look at her. Look at her face. She's got that nose."

"Yeah, we're gonna kill the person with slower internet."

"They put the most uncoordinated people in these commercials. So uncoordinated. It's a fucking spice rack."

"This will last you a lifetime, and we'll give you two!"

-Kev, 7-15-11

So this is private. This is where I can be wholly myself. This, motherfucker, is the English language.

Dude, man, yeah, true life, but seriously, I was like, let's discuss the philosophy of mankind by candlelight.

Be amazing when we say, "go."

Solitude Solitaire Solace

It's training us to do what we can, not what we love.

I am my oldest work in progress.

It's cool, Mary. We're gonna make this all go away... And hell, we'll make a religion out of it.

What's up, Sweet Pizza?

Some day my kids are going to "whoa" over my lackluster life.

they're just excited that you can create.

"hold on. i'm comin'."

beauty is a beast.