Watching House

an old description writing

23rd jan 2024

but this is from like december i wanna say (13th november to be exact)

There is no wind. the salt is carried up to my nose in thick waves, no wind to blow it away. i slam the car door, old paint and rust crumble into my hand like ironic summer snowflakes. i swipe them away, turning to focus on the sea. the stone ledge burns and its sharp corners scrape my legs. i say nothing.

Almost i lie and say i see france, the shiny, salt coated swimmers paddling thier way across the channel, small sun-scorched children mimic french revolutions with sandcastles and cruel older brothers kick them over, revolution hungry seagulls swoop down chopping the heads off of chips. i remember the winters of gulls nesting far from the beach, where snow meets sand and the winter bite takes my mind away from the nausiatingly still day.

i remember winter, not too long ago, not long to come. violent whiplash between small giggles bubbling up from the beach and silent crunches of snow. grease lined smoke, thick smells and some gauge nostalgia always will break for crisp cold air, smoke rises from your mouth as you speak, i wish i could hear you speak, to ice capped waves, to salty snow, to frozen stone ledges where your clothes stick. you always hated summer and so i will in some Machiavellian remembrance of the person i used to know.

an alarm rings on my phone, the parking meter has run out. cold coins fall into the machine, ill have another hour. maybe ill plunge into the sea, swim as far as i can and stare back at the landscape of families and umbrellas, comedically oversized for the children underneath. an old church next to seemingly more rundown souvenir shops, the car i remember you driving in, the lampposts you tried to climb, the walls you spray painted. maybe ill go over to calais, join a family there with bright bathing suits and picnic baskets i can almost see now. its beautiful, the summer is beautiful.

anyways,

"I'm gay" "I'm straight" yea well I'm the son of poseidon??? I never asked to be?? but I'm the son of poseidon?? now face the tide inside of me??? smh

Ugh I hate thinking this way

21 mar 2024

I refuse to say it out loud and put it into the world but I know what I’m talking about.

WHY DOES EVERYONE THINK IM GAY? REALLY WHAT ABOUT ME RADIATES RAINBOWS? Nothing against gay people just I’m not and it means the boys I like will never see me the way they see my friends because maybe I’ll be affectionate with my friends and maybe I don’t dress like the walking talking stereotype of a teenage girl but god is it so hard to get a boy to even see me? To look at me like I’m not empty space?

Anyways,

percy jackson and the olympians? no. percy jackson versus the olympians. he's gonna fucking murder the gods

RAAAA BARKBARKBARK ARRUEYERJGEWHUREGO;UIREGUO;G;SHGLUIZZD

17th feb 2024

me when clean fresh washed still wet but not dripping hair

anyways,

everyone pause

18th feb 2024

look at walker scobell rn like go look up a picture and look at him. thats how old percy is when he becomes a hero of olympus for the first time. thats when percy reads the prophecy. imagine that little boy (is he older than me? yes? lets move on) reading that he is destined to die on his 16th birthday (right after telling us that hes so excited to get his drivers lisence ((stop im crying stop it stop it)) and he still goes and saves the world because what else will he do. RICKYWHENICATCHYOURICKY

anyways,

I blame the boy

23 sept 2024

I both HATE and don’t know anything about physics. I blame adam. Fucking distracting me all year and THATS why I got a 5

Anyways,

THE WORST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO A PERSON EVER IN THE HISTORY OF MANKIND HAPPENED TO ME

19th Jan 2024

Firstly, I was being very dramatic yesterday (when am I not) but when I walked out of chemistry (for the second time that day) ((after a too much to be a coincidence amount of hand touching but that’s for you to decide)) and meet kakak in the front of the auditorium and he walks past us, looks directly at her and DOESNT STOP UNTIL HES OUTSIDE. to the point that she points it out and asks who he is. i will bash my own head in. And at lunch she comes over to steal my food and all anyone can talk about is how gorgeous she is for the next ten minutes.

i am going to spend the rest of my life in her shadow.

anyways,

don't forget to wake up sick to your stomach tomorrow

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