Monday, December 17, 2012

you can't always get what you want

draft last saved: august eighth, two thousand and twelve, twelve:twenty-one pm.

i want to write about the fact that the world is my oyster: that it is cramped, gritty, slimy, and taking way too long to grow a pearl.

i want to write about dead people who aren't here to tell you to live your life better, because they are far more concerned about the way their family has completely moved on without them.

i want to write about grey skies and sucking poetry out of my bone marrow and a boy who saw too little.

i want to write about a black hole named anna and the ticking of the second hand.

but i've always been told that we don't always get what we want, so instead i'll write about nothing.

*You Can't Always Get What You Want - The Rolling Stones


  1. anonymous hippopotamusDecember 26, 2012 at 5:54 AM

    i love that first line...because usually its a happy thing...the world is you oyster but you twisted it! :D

    yes i felt the need to explain that.

  2. oh my god i totally didn't realize that. and just in case my sarcasm got lost in print, that was sarcastic.

  3. anonymous hippopotamusDecember 27, 2012 at 5:37 AM