driving down the highway, windows rolled down, music as loud as it can get... |
Sometimes you just want to keep driving. Keep on driving in that perfect moment without a thought or a care. Wind in your hair, arm hanging out the window, feeling the world passing by you. Driving of...
Posted by crystola pistola on Fri, 11 Jul 2008 10:12:00 PST |
more late night ramblings. |
there is a field of loneliness i travel.the fruit of the earth travels in rows of infinity.in the distance - the windmills of solitude hold fast and hard,pillars in the firm, rich earth; cycling smoot...
Posted by crystola pistola on Tue, 24 Jun 2008 10:49:00 PST |
raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar. |
drifting off into a sea of judgement and hypocrisy,i am thinking of the infinite cycle of the false human.i toss a perpetual lie into the endless wave of pain.just another loss, and yet another gain.t...
Posted by crystola pistola on Fri, 23 May 2008 12:01:00 PST |
people can be so tiring. |
as can life.i need to start a new sketchbook. doodles and random sentences and even crappy poetry sometimes!i don't know if anyone remembers Understatement.com, but it was an amazing place for poetry....
Posted by crystola pistola on Thu, 22 May 2008 11:18:00 PST |
HAIKU BLOG |
*This blog and all comments to it must be written in standard, generic Haiku format without really staying traditional with style (with the exclusion of this comment, of course). If you don't know wha...
Posted by crystola pistola on Mon, 19 May 2008 11:53:00 PST |
empty. |
the yearning in my heart,an indescribable intensity for something amiss.some say God, some say wealth, some say everything.but what i would give for one real kiss.
Posted by crystola pistola on Mon, 12 May 2008 11:20:00 PST |
moody, need therapy. |
moody, need therapy.need a man, an attention whore, a person, a God, a psychiatrist, a lover, a giver, a figher, a selfish pig.need a person to tell me what to feel and what to think.to inform me of w...
Posted by crystola pistola on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 02:02:00 PST |
jealousy pastry (my two favorite things - envy and sweets) |
jealousy pastry, you're just oh sotasty.i like you in the morning with my hot cup of tea.full of antioxidants and the right amount of envy.oh sweet, delicious, tart of hell.i know you well, becauseins...
Posted by crystola pistola on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 08:36:00 PST |
we are floating, floating. |
we are floating, floatingfurther into the sea of corruption.the face of ideals has become a rotten whore,the blistering makeup smeared and twistedinto the freakshow clown.you smell a little funny, mor...
Posted by crystola pistola on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 08:44:00 PST |
sexual intoxication |
intoxicated.the smell of you and me and in between the sheets.so intricate.
Posted by crystola pistola on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 11:06:00 PST |
