viable

12.11.01back& forth
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i'm so sick of the radio. of my spanish teacher {gag}. of being fought over, of being ignored, of memorizing. tired of noise {which even, sometimes, includes music}. of not getting any mail. of feeling sick. of looking at myself, and basically feeling anything at all. i want to be devoid...calm, but devoid of bread and rationalizations and everything that comes with being a viable anything.

and sometimes, like right now, i feel so much like a cliche i can't even stand myself, much less get up and pour my heart out to the pictures i am taking and the writings i am piecing together to add to a collective work of fucking art.


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