Fuck me and drift away.
I'm so exhausted from being useful and far from love.
I've gone insane, worlds over from the other side.
My fingers rake empty sheets in cold wet dreams,
inhaling floods of wanton desires till I was washed over numb and smiling.
I'm all whored out by sweetness.

I'm stabbing on the inner walls inside,
my heart is going to explode into an event horizon,
pumping hot vicious wants
and the cries I avoid sharing

Kill me softly
Drown me in who you are
nothing in something so forever
please give me the now
for this I would share whispers of my inner world
till the end of our time ...

...should be a pleaure indeed.

I will be dancing my first experience at the Fang Club.
I will see and hear Collide whom I do likey, in a first performance in Los Angeles.
Probably the best of all...it is possible that I will alas meet the infamous nnarie of whom I felt many charming impressions of from mutual friends and her writting.

Should be fun ;)

I seem to be stumbling. I seem to be experiencing intermittent social graces within these last 48 hours.

On a Parallel, my ISP informs that my DSL service will be doing the same.

My brother was cleaning out his garage and found this...


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I was standing in a line at the bank this morning. There was a very long line. I noticed a guy behind me talking on his phone with a friend about missing "the game" because he needed make a quick visit to the bank but found this line. I waited for the stranger to finish his conversation, then I offered him my place in line ( Read more... )

So I'm over at my friend Adam's house. I'm helping him out with some house cleaning and stuff. He will be renting the place out as soon as he can find a Tennant. This place was home for me for over two years. Even though I moved out a while ago, I love this place. I learned my mad skills and how to live emotionaly well up in here. Pretty soon I can ( Read more... )

chin up,
dreams to the wind...
Maybe no words were meant to be said about the moments that were.
Maybe there were no words in language for them.
I have no wisdoms to share.
I have tears and and a heart full of life.
I won't be able to say in depth about how much this has meant to me.
I am touched for being able to have shared.

Indulge in dualities.
Cry in celebration of all beauty that may haunt you.
Tease the wisp of what might be.
Give to the wind,
let it all flow
and fly with spirits.