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2001-08-10 || 11:35 a.m. || tooth ache || i kind of feel like i have this tooth ache. or there is a tooth lodged somewhere on me and it's been there for so long that tissue and skin have grown accustomed to it and knitted themselves around it. and it is no longer noticeable but is a bit painful to the touch. and i keep absently poking at it. because i am bored. or because i am lonely. or because i feel like getting that ache that makes everything all the more dramatic. tragic. and a part of me wants to get it removed and a part of me wants it to incorporate itself into the mechanics of my body and a part of me wants to grab a stick out of the gutter outside and make a big mess of it. scratch it up and force it out, etch circles around it. or exes. x marks the spot. x marks the inevitable infection and black and blue and scar tissue. x marks the spot that i will show to people at parties, shirt lifted slightly, when i am drunk and feel the need to tell a good story. x marks the spot of healed infection. x marks where someone else's fingers will eventually rub softly when we are lying together and i am telling secrets about all these aches and pains and scarring. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |