August 2011
6 posts
1 tag
I swear I don't belong here.
DS
Bombarded by thick, rolling fog. It must have been route 3. The New York City skyline seemed as though it was in arms reach and then the Chrysler building tilted. It tilted. What seemed like fog turned into water- tons of it. The skyline leaned towards me, like teeth in a crowded jaw. Everything looked engorged. Was engorged. And like that, there was a surge of light. A rush of water and pressure...
July 2011
1 post
3 tags
last night,
was the first time in 10 months, that I had slept in my own bed.
I’ve learned that there is nothing quite as good as your own.
October 2010
2 posts
A Zacinto
Né più mai toccherò le sacre sponde ove il mio corpo fanciulletto giacque, Zacinto mia, che te specchi nell’onde del greco mar da cui vergine nacque
Venere, e fea quelle isole feconde col suo primo sorriso, onde non tacque le tue limpide nubi e le tue fronde l’inclito verso di colui che l’acque
cantò fatali, ed il diverso esiglio per cui bello di fama e di sventura baciò la sua...
September 2010
6 posts
“It is not wise to find symbols in everything that one sees. It makes life too...”
– therein lies the problem
“To dream that you are breaking wine bottles, signify overindulgence in your desires and passion.”
Debauchery.
“Perhaps people like us cannot love. Ordinary people can - that is their secret”
4 tags
ds
Walking a Parisian street. Everything was delicately lit. The sun was at the right point in the sky; displaying a perfectly vibrant hue of orange, wrapping itself around every building.Took in every Gothic detail. Just bought a pack of Newports for my little brother. I stand with my chin pointed to the very top of a beautiful residential building. There’s a man entering his chic Île...
August 2010
3 posts
3 tags
DS
Better once than never, for never too late.
Dimly lit alley. Brick walls surround me on three sides, much like the contour of a peninsula. Tall and formidable. I am able to turn and go without feeling restrained, a couple of steps backward would have done the trick. Instead, I am enthralled by a group of small black feathers at my feet. I begin to scatter them with the bottom of my sandal,...
July 2010
1 post
and I will never post again…
April 2010
13 posts
“Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different...”
– Hesse
DS.
An old log cabin. It’s raining and I’m drenched- I don’t seem to care. Take a seat on a pile of fire wood. When I place my hands down to get up, large splinters appear in both of my hands. They begin to bleed, and although it’s raining, the blood never seems to wash away clean.
Michael: how old is ashley?
Alsion: 20 lol
M ichael: i feel like shes forever 15
Alison.: i know right
Michael: lol..
Alison.: its like i get older and she doesnt
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born...”
– Sylvia Plath
and I'm going to force myself
to stop going through life thinking that I’m never good enough
DS
I haven’t felt this way in a while. I feel compelled to write this now because I’m honestly too afraid to close my eyes again. I have this bad feeling in the pit of my stomach, and can’t help to think that something bad is going to happen. Maybe I’m paranoid, maybe I’m not.
In a large bed with a few of my close friends. The bed is positioned against a long window....
I wish
someone would buy me flowers
DS
Completely restless last night. Tossing and turning; probably because I cannot physically sleep on my stomach as of late. However, the dream itself was a rather traumatic experience.
Complications with my car. I’m forced to knock on the door of a perfectly random stranger, asking for a phone and glass of water. It is pouring. Down-pouring. The door opens and standing in front of me is a man...
,
Terrified to fall asleep tonight.
Ever Feel
like you’re split in two, and not sure you have enough energy to keep both sides going?
awakening
Yes, awakening. I’m not just using this term because I like to think I’m a creative faggot who posts their mildly interesting dreams on this website for your viewing pleasure, but because I honestly just had an epiphany. I feel like I have literally opened my eyes to something big for me, personally, and this is what I’ve gathered.
We all have the ability to start over. Turn...
March 2010
16 posts
I'm really going to try
to not freak out on my life right now.
well, look at that.
“To see rats in your dream, signifies feelings of doubts, guilt and envy. You are feeling unworthy. Something that you are keeping to yourself is eating you up inside.”
3 tags
DS;
intense house party; i’m surrounded by hundreds of people. close friends, enemies, people i don’t even recognize. at one point or another, these people leave. one by one, two by two. before i know it, i’m all alone on a bar stool in the basement. the floor suddenly floods with rats. black rats. they’re all drawn to me, some of them trying to nip my laces. i’m frozen...
D
S: forced to kill a momma bear in front of her cub. very primitive. couldn’t do it. the idea of a baby without its mother is heartbreaking.
just go for it… please?
dS
Beth and I wake up in an old house, cluttered with antiques. Ballerina slippers, old mirrors. She’s convinced that the stuff in the house dates back to god knows when, and then we find a closet full of video games. Super Nintendo. Couldn’t be that old now, could it. We hear voices coming from upstairs, seems like a bunch of rowdy dudes. We go upstairs, slowly, to check it out and sure...
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For the first time, in a good long time, I got to drive with the windows down blasting your favorite weapon. Just thought someone would like to know.
DS
In a small garden surrounded by hundreds of minuscule green buds. They looked weak; I poured bottled water over a few of them. To my amazement, beautiful purple flowers slowly bloomed. I bend down to touch its petals and it wilts, instantly.
DS
unfortunately i’ve been having a plethora of very vivid, very intense pregnancy dreams. So bad, in fact, that i might as well call them nightmares. woke up shaking this morning-
found out that I was pregnant, unsure of the father. call my mother, she calms me down, I decide i’m going to keep the baby. in the mean time, my stomach is growing quickly. i ask my mother if my father knew,...
February 2010
5 posts
I haven’t been dreaming, fuck.
ds
Incredible. I know you have all had those kind of dreams where it’s nearly impossible to distinguish between the dream and reality. Very common, mundane, everyday kind of things. This dream wasn’t very common, or mundane; not your typical, everday kind of thing, but upon waking up, I still felt a little unsure about what had just happend.
Bright lights and the intense feeling of...