There are no heros
There are no villains
Just people
The ones that hold you up
& The ones that keep up at night
She called. Monday, May 15 2023
the late night write can't sleep, insomnia, my original quotes, passing thoughts, poem, rambling, short creative writing, shorts 8:09 am
The Window In The Bathroom Thursday, Feb 23 2023
life is a jumbled poem and the late night write my original quotes, notes, passing thoughts, rambling, random, rants, rubbish, shit writing., short except of my life, struggling, the late night write, venting 4:12 am
Sitting nude next to an open window
on the 7th floor
& I have a joint in my fingers
I don’t normally drink gin
but it was purple
& I do love the color
I don’t know if I prefer to sway over the hot bath
or the cold street
I don’t know if I want someone to look up or if I wish to fall down
All I’m sure of
is that I shouldn’t be smoking this joint in the apartment.
–A
Thursday, May 5 2022
Kitty's Quotes and the late night write by me, life, my original quotes, notes, one liners, oneliners, poem, poetry, quotes, short creative writing, struggling 4:17 am
Insomnia on a cold night Monday, Jan 31 2022
life is a jumbled poem and the late night write and tok@gail by me, can't sleep, city style, crap writting, I cant sleep, insomnia, lost nights, poem, poems, poetry, rubbish, shorts 5:52 am
All the tea and twinkling stars
couldn’t put me down
so I lit a joint and took a walk
around my sleeping town
I wandered home slightly more cold
but still not ready for bed
so I laid down and rested my eyes
when I could not rest my head
Not much change Thursday, Jun 10 2021
Uncategorized consequences, crap writting, drunkiegail, dunkiegail, emotions, fading thoughts, fallout, I, rambling, random, rant, sadness, shit writing., short creative writing, short except of my life, shorts 4:52 am
I used to watch you pass by at 17
Heart broken, jaded and mean,
I’m not much different now.
No, not much better now.
You shall welcome us. Wednesday, Feb 3 2021
Uncategorized couples, crap writting, drugwriting, drunkiegail, dunkiegail, emo, forgotten storms, I cant sleep, in the moment writting, insomnia, men, men suck, moving forward, poem, poems, rubbish, sad, sadness, wine, writting 6:07 am
A bottle of wine in and who are you?
I A wise lover to be headed
Or an old man looking for obedience
I am not your dog
But I will u bite..
Down on the hand of uniformity
We are not your progeny
We are our very own creatures
And we wait in the dark
The dark to you gave us to render you blind
And though you do not see us
We shall rise
And you,
Faint of heart
Shall crumble
We are the now
And you shall
Welcome us
Or
Fear the progress
Do not fear me
I am you
And i will come for you.
-A.s.L. =^.^=©
Big brother Wednesday, Dec 9 2020
life is a jumbled poem and life stuff and ranting and venting acceptance, alateen, alchohol abuse, change, faimly, memorys, poem, rants, reality, rubbish, shit writing., symbolism, venting 5:22 pm
When i was 12 you would order sandwichs for me cause subway was to loud.
Id save you a seat next to me in the basement and you always made me feel a part of things.
Like it was ok to be there and I was wanted.
After you always walked me to the train or my dad.
You made sure I was safe and always included.
I hold that inside of me as memory of haveing a faimly and being loved.
You are my mental safe place,
so why now do you make feel like I need to slink away quietly and hide?
Why do I feel like spill that needs to be hidden from the adults?
You’ve always been there to clean me up and set things right,
so why do I feel like I live under the rug with the rest of the dust and crumbs of the past.
I know we change as we grow,
But have we changed that much?
You loved me once,
I called you brother.
Where is my brother now?
excerpt from the oyster Monday, Nov 30 2020
not mine, but I love it. love, not mine, but I love it., podcast quotes, quotes, science, the oyster 12:50 am
science takes some of the wonder out of love
We say we feel it in our hearts
But really its in our brain
Chemicals rising and falling
Making us love sick
Love is a sickness
Home sickness
For a home you’ve never known
How can you feel like your both flying high and drowning simultaneously
In both scenarios your finding it hard to breath
Then you remember your lucky to be breathing at all
It’s the adrenaline
You can feel it in your skin
Digging in
To your chagrin
Cause you had no plans on letting love in to begin with
Developing an attraction to someone
Brings out the same fight or flight reaction
That walking down a dark alley might
Dopamine rush keeps you coming back for more
Making it impossible to ignore
And as your serotonin skyrockets
And then plummets
You feel well
Thats just it
You feel
This is your brain on love
You start seeing all of the silver linings
You spend half the day wondering in your imagination wondering what the first kiss will feel like
How they will hold you at night
Ad what it will be like o not sleep alone anymore
What it will be like to not be alone anymore
And in the very same thought you think of all the things you’ll never have together
A picnic in the grass
Getting caught in the rain
The warmth of the sun
Bringing him home to meet your parents
I tried to reason with it
I try to resist
But but then the access dopamine as we made eye contact and he didn’t look away
He didn’t look away
My whole life I grasped to the ether looking for something
Anything to connect me back to this world
For something that felt a little bit like home
When I looked into his eyes
That’s exactly how I felt
Home
I was finally home
Hiku Monday, Oct 12 2020
Uncategorized apologies, break ups, consequences, emotions, fights, hiku, sorry 10:50 pm
Babys and toes. Thursday, Oct 1 2020
Uncategorized 12:00 pm
I get it now
I understand
This is why when you discover your toes as a baby your become obsessed
What is that?
Its mine i think
Or its on me?
I can move it, kinda
Was that even me
I should shake it
I should pull it
I should put it my mouth
Lick is or bite it
Yeah its mine
Its weird
What is for
What can do with it
What are those little parts commong off
Are they the same or like whats the deal there
Yeah I should lick it
Maybe it works wet
I’m so confused
I’ll figure this out
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