I love temporary judgement lapses while im on my period. Note to self: learn to keep your mouth shut, crazy.

Towers by Bon Iver makes me feel at home.

For the love, Iʼd fallen on
in the swampy August dawn
what a mischief you would bring young darling!
when the onus is not all your own
when you’re up for it before you’ve grown

from the faun forever gone
in the towers of your honeycomb
I’d a tore your hair out just to climb back darling
when you’re filling out your only form
can you tell that itʼs just ceremon’
now you’ve added up to what you’re from

build your tether rain-out from your fragments…
break the sailor’s table on your sacrum…
fuck the fiercest fables, I’m with Hagen

for the love, comes the burning young
from the liver, sweating through your tongue
well, youʼre standing on my sternum don’t you climb down darling
oh the sermons are the first to rest
smoke on Sundays when youʼre drunk and dressed
out the hollows where the swallow nests

Today was productive.

I’ve come to a few conclusions.

1. Men make us crazy. We don’t start out this way.

2. Being a Stepford Wife doesn’t sound so horrible.

And

3. I wish there were a device like there is in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

That is all.

Phil Collins is a genius.

Today I literally just went to the salon to get my hair done, and them came home and did nothing. Nothing. Why am I so tired? Seriously. My life just keeps getting better and better.

I’ve come to the realization that it’s foolish to think that two people will be together forever. I don’t know that I believe in marriage anymore, either. Which boils down to, what is love? What the hell is love? Because I thought I had it once. Well, I did have it once, but i was always taught that love never fades. But people change. Which brings me back to marriage. How can you trust that you yourself, let alone another person aren’t going to change into something/someone you hate. What if there’s kids involved? That’s just not okay. Two people shouldn’t be able to just stop loving eachother when there are complications involved. Which brings me to kids. I have never wanted kids. Ever, but in my previous relationship they were a compromise I would have been willing to make. But should they be a compromise? No. I don’t know that real love exists anymore. Everything is lust. I used to have the mindset that I wouldnt sleep with those I didn’t love. That’s changing, too.