dust my shoes up, once again... |
... i dont know what to do. I said goodbye to her, and she was gone. I feel very empty. Even now, its a stuggle to place words onto here. my mind is either blank, or swarming with uncatchable th...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 06:26:00 GMT |
where do we go from here.. |
.. on this desolate highway, so far away from home...
Please excuse my writings at this time, for I have the dread, and what i say now may change soon....
Posted by on Sat, 12 Jul 2008 23:40:00 GMT |
Worse than amityville |
Stone and wooden stairs leading to a black hole. It has taken someone i truely cared for so much. As i stare in horror, it is escalated by the sight of my right hand man, blindly following. ...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jun 2008 03:48:00 GMT |
"people need the hard truth, the kind that hurts people" |
You know, recently a few friends of mine have brought a bunch of very simple situations to my table. and I, being who i am, provided a simple solutions in which the casua...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 22:13:00 GMT |
A fire in the sky.... |
.... I believe heaven is crashing down. The weight of the world cannot be carried alone. Even with my newly aquired spine. Perhaps karma has punished me for standing up for myself. Thi...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 20:10:00 GMT |
DTB!! |
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 15:09:00 GMT |
the summer of 07 |
Im sitting here typing for the sake of possibly reaching out to someone who can help. and that someone is rare. I think i found one, but i believe she has forgotten about me. the only other ive ...
Posted by on Sat, 24 May 2008 01:32:00 GMT |
blood boils cold |
As i travel through the desert of singularity. i seen a design in the horizon. as i gaze into the design, I remember being warned of such a design. i was told never to even graze ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 May 2008 10:16:00 GMT |
Surveyor of the earth, Revisited |
"and so with no blood left to give the writhing husk shed its last drop of fluid. ducts soon dried as did cold faded eyes. when they returned for more, they found none. gluttony's curse befell them al...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 21:41:00 GMT |
superiority, and the graceless |
I awoke, late saturday morn. a phone ringing. its my good friend. after talking i notice i have a voice mail and a missed call. it says private so my thoughts went to andy. hes the only one who calls ...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jan 2008 14:22:00 GMT |
