The Names of Nice People

Mental health exercises for non-human animals

touch the end of your body to the tip of your body.

I wonder if everyone is brimming and trembling with personal confessions and revelations and sorrows and desires.


What do I do with my memories?

How can I remember to consider the eternal effect of all of my actions on every person

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Should I eat something before I go meet my mom in almost 3 hours?

I think I will get hungry.

I want to eat avocado and garlic salt and spices.

I need to sign up for Indeed.com, if I am going to feel okay about myself.


i want to see holy cows and i want them to go searching all over and i want my home to go somewhere and i want my skin... all over the place............. I want to sleep now. I want to sleep with you.

It is a Happy Tuesday


I know this is too much.


Epic eyerolls


I feel sorry for you. That is what you think about me.


I just want you to think about me. I just want everyone to love me.


I wonder when I will die. I wonder what the best version of my life is.


If I make the best choice I can every time.


The kids climb the mountain. The villagers dig a well. They plant a vegetable garden and put two goats within a fenced yard.

Everything we need. Everything we are. Making music and making movies. Telling stories, vomiting wwords and being confused and tired.


I just read a few paragraphs of an article about Yvon Chouinard, co-founder of Patagonia, the outdoor-apparel company.

It's in the New Yorker.

I really love the description of the natural setting, in Montana.

I want to live at a small house surrounded by many miles of wilderness.


Multiples of five are keeping me alive

I am on the ball, riding to the scariest places on the world

I see them all in my mind, the scariest faces of girls


I just listened to two songs from Carrie and Lowell, by Sufjan Stevens. "The Only Thing" and "I Should Have Known Better"

Now I Am Listening to "Birds of Films" by Sun Kil Moon A.K.A. Mark Kozelek.

He is quite interesting, entertaining, and funny sometimes.

Often he is depressing. Often he is calming. Often he is exciting to me.


Well... I suppose my life might be better if I had a job.

But I don't want to.

I really want to cancel or reschedule my interview at World Market at 6 today.

It is almost 4. I need to leave in an hour and half if I am going to be sure to be there on time... but I think from the email they sent me, that I could get there anytime between 6 and 8 and they would interview me when I got there.

I am going back to Mom's house tonight.

These feeling, the idea of meeting someone and needing to communicate... all the expectations... make me think, I want to kill myself. I think, I am going to kill myself. But I don't really want to die, or try.

I want to cry. I am listening to Sea of Love by Cat Power.

I want to drive to Mom's house right now.

I am tired.

I spent last night at Mom's house.

I woke up from an intense dream that I do not remember any of.... at 1:30 a.m.

I stayed awake until about 7:30. I tried going to sleep. I just felt bad. I felt tense. I would not lay still. It's like my body was made of trapped animals.

So, I am relaxing now and drinking coffee. I have to do this. I just might fall asleep while I am driving.

What a beautiful night of my soul.

Annoying shit in my ear holes in my brain trees. My eye balls aree falling asleep, my mommy,


Please grab my neck and take me to a Warm Soft Silent Dream


I feeel great. I mean I want to. Of couurse... I go to the Sunlight. I go to the shade. I go to World Market today. I get into a wooden basket. I jump out of a small plane 10 thousand feet above Washington DC....


Nothing matters

Nothing means anything

I cannot do this

I am tired again

I am bored with everything, most of all myself

I cannot move

I cannot talk

I am going to eat a bowl of Rice and ground Cow Muscles.

Bye Bye for now My Love-cicle,

Dorito Stain

Money Tree

Big Texas Smile Train

A moment of time.... Haha,

De Ja Vu

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