Tuesday, December 3, 2013




he said "i love you forever and i never stop thinking about you and i hug my pillow at night and pretend that it's you and i have to go."

and now he pretends i don't exist and we've never met but i still miss him.
it's my fault for not saying it back.


Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Found this in my drafts. I feel like it happened two summers ago?

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"Aside from the fact that I find it very hard to believe that one of my co-workers would break protocol to say something that's completely untrue, I am looking at that transaction and I clearly remember being the one who served your husband while you waited outside." Now, ok. She's lying to my face but I don't want to be too aggressive because I do want her to cough up the money she owes us.
"W-Well, yeah, I meant that's what my husband told me."
"Well, I don't understand why your husband would tell you that because I remember telling him about our late charges, and how to avoid them. I also told him that if he was planning on leaving for a week, that renting a two day rental was probably not the best idea."
I watch as her eyes dart around the room a little. That fugly sweater suddenly looks too tight.
"Yeah... Well... Well I clearly remember double checking the boxes and there was a 7day sticker on all of them! "
And that's when I officially started to dislike this woman. You see, I am actually quite used to people using paper thin lies while trying to avoid late fees. It happens absolutely every day. At least 20 times. But now, not only is she lying to my face twice in a row, she's accusing me of not doing my job. I remember that last transaction crystal fucking clear. It only happened 8 days ago. I even left a note on their file because her husband (big surprise) also happened to be a rude douche. They were renting a lot of movies and he kept asking for unreasonable discounts.


I've been told I come off as an "angry person". I guess I can't disagree with that entirely. I can see how a person could get that impression of me. Maybe I'd have more of a "sunshine and rainbows" attitude if I wasn't continuously pummelled by the idiocy of assholes who think that the shittier their attitude, the bigger their chance of getting what they want. This isn't my first customer service job and I know how this happens. I used to work for a much bigger company where the management would give in to rude customer's unbelievable demands just to get them the fuck out of the store. It didn't matter to them - the money they were losing wasn't even remotely enough to damage the company in the slightest. However, working for a small, local, independent store in a dying industry, yeah if you cost us money we're gonna want it back. Furthermore, I'm the management now and I don't believe in rewarding people for their bad behaviour. That's just not how I was raised, yo.

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Fun fact, it was all because of this movie:


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

les grosses coupures


i can't help the fear i feel
this goes far beyond anything i ever anticipated
i have been trying to erase myself from every equation
instead i have been finding myself crushed under the weight
i am homesick for a place that doesn't exist
i miss you, i miss my father, i miss everyone
i miss that night on your balcony, i miss feeling fat on your couch
i miss whiskers, i miss salt
i miss eating leftovers and watching comedy central
i don't want you to read this because i don't want to burden you with my selfish emotions
above everything else, i don't ever want to hold you back
i couldn't live with myself if i knew that i weighed you down in any way
you're the radiant golden son
i am coming to terms with the fact that maybe i never was what you needed
and if this is what i need to do to keep you in my life i will do it
i will straight up do anything
everything means nothing anymore
and i can't tug at your sweater forever



Tuesday, September 4, 2012

a princess alone


i find comfort in nothing and i am so afraid of burdening my loved ones.
i am consumed by my own uncertainty.

i just want to win so bad.

Saturday, August 11, 2012

maybe I'll change my name to Laura Palmer again




nothing fits, nothing feels right. it's all a blurry crooked mess and as much as i don't want to sound like a whiny pile of complaints,  i kinda don't wanna deal anymore. it's a nice empty hole and and i am so close to flat out giving up on it. 
i know the decisions we made in may were for the best, this way neither of us will hold the other back and there will be no growing resentment between us. it's always better to end on a good note, i have done it twice this summer and i stand by my choices. but oh fuck i miss his curly whiskers and the smell of salt. september is approaching and it makes me wanna hurl.
and i totally get it, but i truly wish you'd answer my emails. please please please
it feels weird and unknown and it provides me with nothing but discomfort.
i don't find any comfort in strangers. i just don't. i don't want anything from anyone. i am tired of this overwhelming need to distract myself. i want something i can concentrate on that doesn't make me sick to my stomach. 
these next few days are going to be dedicated to work and moving. by next weekend i will be getting wasted in my new apartment, celebrating Asana's birth. words cannot express how much i am looking forward to that. i will transform my new room into a haven of whimsical pink femininity.
who knows, maybe i will even temporarily stop saturating my mind with overly dramatic reality tv. 
although everything feels like an effort right now, i know that it is only a matter of time before i get right back into the hang of things.