Not a whole lot new to report...Well, there is ONE thing...but I can't say anything until I start the whole process...Well, I could say something, but I don't want to until I know what's going down with it ( Read more... )

Two posts in one year...I must be getting desperate ( Read more... )

Every few years I find myself back here, wanting to wax poetic, create something worth reading...And every few years I leave again disappointed and annoyed ( Read more... )

I think...

That knowing what you're doing, is far more terrifying than not knowing.

Because at least when you don't know, you don't really have to worry about fucking it up...Or rather, you're not as scared to fuck up, I should say.

But when you have a plan...Ohhh man. Fear. Anxiety. Possibly warts.

That is all for now.

-end of line-

Perhaps...I shall start writing in here again...

Probably not though...

Only time will tell.

Until then...

It has occurred to me, that someone needs to invent some kind of brain scan that automatically transcribes my dreams...

After a 28 hour nap on  Saturday into Sunday, and the dreams I had last night...I've missed out on some awesome story / poetry ideas...

One day...one day.

Final thought?

Somnambulist is everything.

http://www.g4tv.com/thefeed/blog/post/684049/EmoWars_Heat_Up_Mexico.html#readmore

Pachalafaka...

That is all.

We all have a moment in our days, or weeks, that we realize just how much we hate ourselves...We sit back and judge ourselves on the things we've done, or haven't done. We hold the past over our heads and persecute our own soul for sins that seemed like a good idea at the time. I do this on a daily basis. I have things I've done that keep me up at ( Read more... )

So I haven't said anything in a while, mostly because I've had nothing of value to say, and I still don't ( Read more... )