I wrote one piece everyday in april for national poetry month and I have been posting them on my tumblr, so unless you have been checking in there then you haven’t seen any of them. Lucky for everyone, I have compiled them into a lil .pdf with some other snippets of my life/gchats/tweets/facebook/selfies from the past month. Click here to download.

I have a new story titled Share Your Fears With Mine on DJ Berndt‘s Pangur Ban Party.

read the rest of my insecurities here.

“Is it possible to care too much?” “Who do you think you care too much about?” “I just mean, in general.” “Sure.” “Really?” “Some people don’t deserve your care.” “But some of them do.” “I don’t think you would be asking that question about the ones that really do.” “Am I an idiot for caring too much?” “I think you’re a good person.” “I think I am a bad friend.” “Who are we talking about again?” “I’m sorry I am a bad friend.” “You’re not making any sense.” “I want to be able to show people I care.” “Do you care?” “I want to be sincere.” “You are.” “I got lost for a long time today in my own neighborhood. It’s like I couldn’t remember what certain sidewalks looked like in the wintertime.” “I miss you when it’s cold.” “Animals are good at self-expression because they don’t know how to be dishonest.” “Please listen to me.” “My hair is too long.” “I want you to hear this.” “I am an idiot.” “Yeah.” “I’m sorry I am a bad friend.” “Okay.”

I have two new poems in here titled “Horoscope” and “Burped.”

Also while you are there, read some more poems by these other good people:

Hi I printed my two ebooks into hand sewn chapbooks. Both ebooks are available for free on my wordpress. if you would like me to send you a chapbook, i am selling them for $3 each or $5 for both. postage fees are included in that price, wowww. you can help me make back the money i spent on 40s and bolt bus tickets to new york.

or if you wanna do a swap we can do that too, i like that idea.
or if you just wanna pay like $1 or nothing that works also.

you can paypal me at sarahjeanalexander@gmail.com and send me your address, ok thanks ^_^

i fold a paper crane out of a small square of blue paper with my eyes closed and put it in a jar with other paper cranes of different colors

there is some money in the jar too

my friend sends me an email and i read it and cry a little and decide to wait till tomorrow to reply

am i in proximity to someone who is also sitting in bed listening to the weakerthans, and if so, how do i find them?

i should wash this sweater, just the sleeves, bits of my face are in it

some people cut themselves to have control over something; i just clean my room

originally posted right here.

it’s weird tbh

i feel like i can imagine feeling this way for a long time

it’s OK

i am tired

i am tired

i am OK

ok ok ok

i only want to communicate with you in japanese emoticons

(｡･ω･｡)ﾉ♡   ((((；゜Д゜)))

♡o｡.(✿ฺ｡ ✿ฺ)    ヽ(●-`Д´-)ノ

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xxxxx

here is a yawn, i am literally yawning for you