So i started my new job at the State School, and just as i expected its incredibly easy. However i have to listen to every hair net laden, ladel swinging granny in the kitchen. I dont have to wear a hairnet because Big Daddy Troy said it was bad enough im the only guy there sides him so i get to wear a dew rag. anyhow, Hannah and i went all over ( Read more... )

I am Jack's ultimate happiness. and i found it right where i thought it would be.

Quaint, talking one's self into corners while staring at the phone ( Read more... )

1. Who are you ( Read more... )

may i cry a little, may i die a little? dreams so vivid of youthful smiles, broken smiles, smiles that were thrown away so readily. may i rest here, floating , watch you drift the other way? water i tread holds no flame to the wetness of these tears. tears you caused , these are your tears big brother. they never were mine, here only because ( Read more... )

im breaking the whole poetry thing just this once.....so here i sit in my wonderful quaint apartment, remembering everything important thats crossed my path in the last few months and how i seemed to hate it while it was happening. I now realize back then when i wished for everything to chill and be alright, i was a fool. now everythings alright, ( Read more... )

Beginning through ending, half way circles trace themselves in shapes of eight. Unsettling revelations escape my mind and find their way through my lips. They breathe deep the first gulps of air , showing smiles of strength and hurt. The words swirl about the few people and these people blink responses of distaste, recognition is lost. Those ( Read more... )

quite deplorable this cliff i rest upon, its utterences lay me no comfort. instead i make steady awaiting winds that sweep, rains that weep. colder still grows the tolerance, words like "soon" and "someday" pass with light and slip into dark. behind me shadows of the past speak softly in my direction, bitter at first but soothing as they end. i ( Read more... )

I hope to shed the world, when stars go out, when time disentegrates, cause this hate is fucking real

Trickle that color away from light, drain this day of days . Leave nothing of the memory it yeilds, nor of the places eyes dragged across. Take from me the wind ,perhaps the trees followed by warmth. Of all these things it will be you i hang on to. It will be you i never let slip from outstretched fingers. The brightest star shines brightest ( Read more... )