hidden allies are the best thing ever.

half thoughts.

what more magic life has to offer.

some things will get you fired from the godmother position.

a lion must cross his eyes to see the butterfly on his nose.

when I walk alone on an empty street it still feels very crowded.

you can only recognize what you already know.

like creatures in a cage.

do native americans need to accept the right of America to exist?

people who've never had to think 'who am I' are luckier than they know.

my lip gloss tastes better than my breakfast burrito.

To be responsible and interesting takes a level of secrecy.

I still feel this way about my corolla: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uuCFRaFWjwY

every day one must get human ready.

if you sit on an avocado will it hatch into a dinosaur?

status scares ppl.

observations that are rudimentary and unimaginative like "ron paul is crazy" can't pass for something well thought out.

everyone wants to write about singers.

the tables are always turning.

to be a time capsule

how to create one's own citadel.

a song that sounds like rain at night.

a consciousness so digitized he doesn't know how to live in his body anymore.

sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between good intuition and lack of discipline.

to like making ppl violate their NDAs.

finding it hard to regenerate.

misery is contagious.

to an extent one shouldn't care what others think of them. but then to an extent, holocausts happen.

the simplest answer.

whenever history tries to repeat itself, slap it.

comfortable lies.

spent too many years with melancholy to feel it now.

art is revenge of the weirdos.

hidden allies are the best thing ever

some people don't know the name, but they will.

the hijab isn't a piece of cloth, it's a relationship.

no matter how red a lip color purports to be it always ends up coral on me. the hunt for classic hollywood red is an ongoing personal first world problem.

bra straps are like socks. they get lost in the laundry. it helps to have bras that are all one color so then you can switch straps and not feel totally weird.

most people don't get past the pain barrier, they feel the pain and stop; the pleasure and the rhythm of excellence is past the "teething" period.

cutting hair is like dismembering appendages.

common problems with uncommon solutions.

favorite sweaters and old love letters.

when I see Asian kids silenced, ignored and otherwise treated like furniture by parents stringing them along at the mall, I want to pass them a note that says "don't worry, one day you'll be free."

chicken wishes.

How do you decorate a soul?

How do you trust someone who doesn't practice gratitude?

All a woman wants is a guy to fight for them.  All boys want everything to come easy.

you're only as relevant to a person as you want to be.

how many cookies can a salamander eat?

when you say something to someone and suddenly everyone is looking at you.

dinner parties are the exchange of pleasantries, courtesies and some beneficial knowledge, and depending on the crowd, salacious gossip.

the consequences of choosing an unconventional life.

when you feel shaken and all that can be heard is the wind, you wonder if you even exist.

writing is the act of preserving one's sanity.

when it's cold in the morning, remember you are the one with warmth to give.

time sheds light on the relevance of company kept.

people who steal your passion and throw it away.

an introvert with walls thicker than the west bank.

people who inherently seek to investigate the substance of a person.

how can you be alive with the people who make you feel dead.

kinds of capital.
money
assets
labor
social network
intellectual ability
spiritual wisdom
culinary skills
emotional comfort
experiential insight
sex appeal
creativity
reproductive capability

"my boyfriend made this lunch for me" said no woman i've ever met.

a passionate performance to an empty audience.

things you didn't know you needed until they were right in front of you.

suddenly you wake up and all your friends are lawyers.

it scares me when the words stop.

to understand but to not be understood.

"you don't want him, you're just yearning" she said.

Some people really can only hold one truth in their head at once.

The only people you should change yourself for are the ones who make you better.

how to break a mind.

neglect is as deadly as hate.

writers don't react to the world normally.  we're curious about things even in dangerous situations.

next on the news was a goat that did something, too.

why would I want to be like people that suck?

you only have as many options as you create.

if human choices were so simple you wouldn't have lawyers and psychologists.

even when you can have anything you want, the problem is wanting the wrong things.

if the stories dry up we turn to ash.

some days it's possible to think life is miserable and meaningless, and that's what religion and movies are for.

gorgeous dresses in the mud.

when you treat ppl like they owe you something, they don't want to give you anything.

it's a sad day when no song makes you want to dance.

a lot of strange things come out when you keep your hand moving across a page.

In the years before social disintegration, there were sudden rays of hope. 

most people go through life trying to avoid difficult choices.

dead people sure do give the best advice.

once you decide the war can't be won all at once, the battles become easier to fight.

mirrors say things.

we live in a selfish, self-destructive society and the only people who can heal it need to step up their game.

incomplete realizations.

“God, but life is loneliness, despite all the opiates, despite the shrill tinsel gaiety of "parties" with no purpose, despite the false grinning faces we all wear. And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter - they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship - but the loneliness of the soul in its appalling self-consciousness is horrible and overpowering.”
― Sylvia Plath

some songs you don't expect to become associated with certain memories.

there are such things as break up foods.

the curse of interesting people is alienation even among other interesting people

fairly uncomplicated people.

the mind is a prison with its own torture traps.

the mind is a prison with its own torture traps.

lingerie shopping for another sarah.

shredded dragon lace.

dead, wet roses

it's not art it's sanity preservation

meet them at the gates or let them slaughter you on the throne.

squandered thoughts.

a thousand years of roses.

trembling breadcrumbs on an uncertain path.

a mask of snow.

sudden chaos.

the kind of vengeance that reveals itself over time.

little candles burn for me.

peace of mind is short lived and hard won.