pt3

chapter sevenwhat weak-willed waters do flow through the angled city's streets. poisons from our skin do drip into the dark waters out through the streets, into our homes and mouths. our tiny mouths, ...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 07:07:00 GMT

pt 2

Chapter FiveA deer I am, a dear you are, as we made our way to the corner store for refreshments. You turned to me and asked why I stared the way I did, but I didn't answer. You kept me close as I kep...
Posted by on Sun, 18 May 2008 19:17:00 GMT

weyl

its an fa kind of night. i hope i wake up with my chemicals well balanced before i ruin any friendships.
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 23:28:00 GMT

unoriginality:thank you jason

Chapter OneCrows call from the empty parking lot where your car sat lonesome, while stars littered the sky like paper littered the ground like nonsense littered our lives. If Utopia existed, it was in...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 21:39:00 GMT

-54 degrees farenheit

my attempt to stop communication with those closest to me starts now.so longggggggg!
Posted by on Sat, 19 Apr 2008 21:21:00 GMT

reminder

I need to stop trying to erase myself from the history books.
Posted by on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 15:34:00 GMT

grow

i feel so insignficant, but in the worst way.
Posted by on Mon, 31 Mar 2008 10:36:00 GMT

no one ever reads these

my body is electric as it jitters and shakes. my legs cause earthquakes as i stand in wake. my mouth clatters and words erupt. [foolishly, needlessly.] nervousness breaks in with the radiant sun. the...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 17:40:00 GMT

where movie houses stood

i hope we grow up soon before my mind goes out of tune.
Posted by on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 17:59:00 GMT

equivocal

I'm getting caught up in my own mind games. It's fucking me up way more than it should. I want to say goodbye to so many people, mainly one, but I've got some bullshit thought in my head of the imposs...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 07:12:00 GMT