It's not depressing, it just takes a little work.

The few people on my shitlist are about to have escorts show up at their houses...Thank you, Craigslist.

These past few days have been revolatory...the catalyst of numerous realizations. Progressively I've been able to discern the truth from fiction, as easy as one believes that task should be. The foundation of many of my friendships have been based upon facetious seismic faultlines, slowing crumbling beneath their own weight ( Read more... )

And now I look at my hands, they don't move the same two years ago.

Is humility bestowed upon one naturally, or must one work to ostracize these presumptuous infections of the mind?

The toes on my left foot are approximately twice the size of the toes on my right foot, aka i just significantly injured my foot. Thank you, God. How blessed is one to be hexed with such god damn bullshit. Fuck.

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Am I eluding this feeling or are my feelings eluding me?

Jesus, we all want to survive.

"Tonight the mirror will forgive my face."
I understand, Victor.