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Watcher out.
I think I know when to quit, I think I know when I’m running on empty. Eternal sunshine is this only because daylight savings is all the rage. The only way I want to be affiliated with rage is if I’m full of it, however in my case I’m already full of it, and rage was nowhere to be found ( Read more... ) -
Bananas give you cancer, don't say i didn't warn you.
So here I am in Chi city about to get a cold. This is a big deal for me since I get sick about once a year. My mother says it’s because I’m strong willed and resilient when in reality it’s most likely because I licked doorknobs up until the age of eight. At some point in my endeavor to refine my senses I intern made my white blood cells ( Read more... ) -
C-ville
So I had to flee to the suburbs. Claudia is just as crazy and drunk as she was when I left her in that shithole in miami. Leaving her to drink herself retarded in her apartment back in Chicago makes me wonder if I should be there to help her along, you know? Who’s going to hold her hair back when she’s throwing up in people’s mail boxes? Who’s ( Read more... ) -
Peace, man
I’m awake. My arms are moving, my legs are dancing and my heart is burning. All the signs of a critically thinking humanoid hell bend on a change of scenery, pace, people and most of all, the first step in connecting the dots ( Read more... ) -
Here and there.
Deeper still, we fall under the sway of one another’s charm ( Read more... ) -
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For some reason I feel like we’re on the same page, affection wise. However, we have never really had an in-depth conversation on anything really, and this troubles me a tad. Since most of my relationships were based off a strong connection via stimulating tête-à-tête I feel this one might not last ( Read more... ) -
Figged!
I have started to become intimate with a friend of mine. She is cute and has me sneered. All the mannerisms that make up her repertoire of unconventional quarks have me watching to see what she will do next, every time she falls into a room drunk the party starts. Kudos to you Ely Figgs. Her exterior is one of sheer mundane proportions, nothing ( Read more... ) -
Say, hey there...
Watcha gonna do? Slam Doors? Break a glass? Maybe pass out on the kitchen floor with your naked ass? She still makes time to hate me, but basically I'm overbooked, no emotional vacancy. Complacency seems so simple, like fuck it let me be the one you fight and call mister right. It's and addiction bound to stick around cause a junky won't bounce ' ( Read more... ) -
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Now or never...
