a whisper taunts my mystery and i fall weak.   i am sick of this played out rhythm of tears beating down my face. the steady drip that fathers a valley- a void begging to be filled with substance fed only with unsatisfied sighs, the fossils of time and the echoes of once vibrant thought bleeding into a sick sibilation.  all the while this whisper ( Read more... )

damn my impulsive ways.

point me in the direction of the rock i crawled out from under. i bet its nice and cold with centipedes and scum. i'll feel right at home.

The beastie boys are another proof to my theory that too much soul searching can take the bite right out of any man.

and as a general reminder- u dont have to put a mirror in front of me to hear me call the stranger in it ugly.

now its off to get a (a couple) comerica park beer. biggie sized.

-Wendy. (insult me. i'll laugh with you.)

MANIC MANIC MANIC MANIC MANIC MANIC MANIC MUTHA FUCKA!

I'm under construction. Fines are doubled.  I'm going to be so beautiful.

realizing you can't run from a reflection will ruin you.

I'm still laughing.  Its what I do.  Cover your ears.

a fear with no rest will fade out... die.  rest them before its too late.

OckJuHyun: then... a sniper, (paid by burger king) will shoot you, thinking that you are Wendy
OckJuHyun: but hey.. you'''ll ahve some fun before then
OckJuHyun: god i hope ur smiling

i'm invincible for the wrong reasons.  i heard why my x and i broke up the other day from a "friend".  news to me and  mildly amusing because im pretty sure i broke up with him.  so upon my "friend" telling me this all i could say was "oh".  no witty comment.  no automatic fake laugh- because i actually felt emotion.  it's been awhile.  it had to ( Read more... )

there is oil. there is gas. why did i break the lawn mower.

come heeaw you witto wabbit.

what a crazay night. where is he?