a terrific saturday run


A tough great windy 15 mile run around Buffalo - through downtown, the waterfront, South Buffalo, the outer harbor and back up the parkway - with a couple of running mates.  Hadn’t run with the guys in a while, our schedules not meshing, and the longest distance in a while, but got the chance today and was great.

Tired at the start of the run even after taking yesterday off, a not too slow pace of 7 minute miles had me working.  The windgusts along the way didn’t help.  But as I said, the run was great and the runner’s high afterwards was priceless.  One of guys, Pat, was heading in for a minor hip surgery in a couple of weeks, so today was a nice sendoff for him.  For me today was a nice pace setter for Boston training.

I could make everything I write be metaphorical, magical, enormous, and awe-inspiring with words as inexplicable in length and substance so that my dictionary and thesaurus have so much wear and tear that there would seem to be bedlam and chaos running rampant through magnanimous fields of glory in an ever-changing plain of excruciating beauty and welcoming sin.

Or I could write with simple words so you’d relate, as if it’s your own words inside your head, leading you, comforting you, telling you that what you feel is perfect, and you’re perfect in every way. Like an old friend reminiscing, a parent holds your hand, or a puppy barking happily to see you come home again.

These methods of illusion are reality combined. Relativity holds you in seclusion while your thoughts are flying round. Be between your memories and the Divine.

I’ll be here if you need me. As lover, friend, acquaintance, or nothing once again. Remember, don’t think too much, let it flow, hold on tight, or let me go…you are what you are to be, as long as you truly want it.

—  H. Murcia 12/3/2016 3:19PM


i finished this in about 2 days,, hope you like? ;w;“’

it’s 7 am right now, haha- started working on it again at like- 6 am.



so Go Your Own Way has been one of those songs that has always given me the Run Dramatically Through A Field, Arms Out feeling (like, since I was a child lmao… please imagine me locked in a carseat in my mom’s vehicle at six years old while she blasts Fleetwood Mac, unable to move but having Too Many Emotions) but I’ve actually been completely ruined ever since thinking about it in the context of Evrion and Morrigan

The Outsiders Imagines

Dallas Winston

Shut up Dally

Fighting Over You

Since When?!


Sister That’s It


Darry Curtis


You’re Too Hard On Him

Johnny Cade

Shut up Dally

Curtis Sister


A Place To Stay

Run Away

Ponyboy Curtis


Track and Field




Welcome Home Blondie

Sodapop Curtis


You’re Too Good For Her

Randle’s Girl

Gas Station

Steve Randle


Randle’s Girl

Two-bit Matthews

Fighting Over You

Chocolate Cake



Back Off

Minnie Mouse

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.