Oscillate Wildly

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Sat, 28 Nov 2009 05:54:01 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Sat, 07 Nov 2009 09:49:43 GMT

Back in the shackles.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Fri, 30 Oct 2009 01:43:56 GMT

I'm going to be eighteen in a few weeks.
It's blowing my mind!

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 04:04:25 GMT

I hope you're learning to listen.
And I hope you're learning to stay.
And I hope you find what you're missing.
And I hope that you're making your way.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 01:30:44 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 10:15:03 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 03:58:20 GMT

Forever more trouble than I'm worth?

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Sun, 16 Aug 2009 21:59:51 GMT

The next few months ought to be interesting.
I'm kind of stoked on possibilities right now.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Fri, 07 Aug 2009 19:27:40 GMT

They couldn’t think of something to say the day you burst,
With all their lions, and all their might, and all their thirst.
They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin,
Against the walls, against your rules, against your skin.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 05:35:07 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Sun, 26 Jul 2009 05:57:44 GMT

You should grow up with a strong heartbeat that follows you in your moments of fear and solitude.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 20:45:48 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Thu, 23 Jul 2009 19:55:20 GMT

My family is beautiful & only getting bigger.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 08:33:44 GMT

This is my initiative to change.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Fri, 10 Jul 2009 06:04:45 GMT

I came as ice, I came as a whore,
I came as advice that came too short,
I came as gold, I came as crap,
I came clean, and I came as a rat.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 05:22:25 GMT

I over love and over analyze everything,
Can't distinguish head from heart, and
Common sense just doesn't make sense to me.

So when success is somewhere between caring and not caring,
I get really good at distracting myself.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 05:30:53 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Fri, 26 Jun 2009 04:31:20 GMT

What a perfectly stupid time we would have.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Tue, 23 Jun 2009 23:31:17 GMT

I'm becoming a rather miserable person due to a lack of
transportation/anyone giving a shit about me.
Ughhhhhaaaahhh.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 05:15:06 GMT

My third eye hurts.
People being all peculiar and shit.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Tue, 16 Jun 2009 06:39:46 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 04:28:51 GMT

Being 'okay' does not imply that a person has risen above all of their faults or emotions.
It merly implies that they refuse to be paralyzed by them.

Explaining will get us nowhere.
I was away, I don't know where,
lying on the floor, pretending I was dead.
I wanted to hurt you,
but the victory is that I could not stomach it.
"We have swallowed him up," they said, "It's beautiful. It really is."
I feel like a seventeen year old girl.
A little longing goes away.
I had a dream about you.
We were in the gold room where everyone finally gets what they want.
You said,"Tell me about your books, your visions made of flesh and light."
And I said,"This is the Moon. This is the Sun. Let me name the stars for you."

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 05:38:58 GMT

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Mon, 01 Jun 2009 18:52:33 GMT

Rooster.

erinmahoney55@hotmail.com — Fri, 29 May 2009 04:37:53 GMT

Brief moments which amount to nothing more than tiny fragments of a finger snap
What to do with myself?
No one cares
Lonely little Erin and the quiet becomes suddenly verbose.
Scabs Mahoney
Fabricate a catalog of unstable elements and modicums and particles...
I don't know who my friends are, but I miss them the same.
FUCK.
Expectation -
leads to disappointment.
If you don't expect something big huge and exciting...
usually...
I don't know.

Most of all, the world is a place where parts of wholes are described within an overarching paradigm of clarity and accuracy. The context of which makes possible an underlying sense of the way it all fits together, despite our collective tendency not to conceive of it as such. But then again, the world without end is a place where souls are combined but with an overbearing feeling of disparity and disorderliness. To ignore it is impossible without getting oneself into all of kinds of trouble, despite one's best intentions to not get entangled with it so much.