a public medium. Somewhere untraceable and annoymous. I can't pretend anymore. I want to feel something but the attractive despondence has taken hold. What now ( Read more... )

So as it stands:
I have dug my heels in for the last time. This clusterfuck of a existence I keep trying to make work needs to be scrapped and restarted. I think it is time to admit defeat amidst the cries of drunken disillusion. Part of me wants to keep up the experiment just to see what happens, and of course the natural recourse of not wanting to ( Read more... )

 confusion and disillusion sound remarkably alike when an empty pint of jack stares you in the eyes.

It is a new sensation ( Read more... )

 two fish are in a tank,

one looks at the other one

and says:

"I don't know how to drive this thing."

a panda walks into a bar, orders and eats a sandwich, then shoots the waitress in the face.
he gets up to leave and the bartender asks him what the hell he is doing.
The panda says, "well I am a panda."
the bartender asks what that has to do with ( Read more... )

"life sucks,"
"I'm so sad,"
"Things are so hard "
"Everyone disrespects me."

suck my dick.

grow up.

I have decided I don't give a damn about being a good person anymore ( Read more... )

 In the enhanced state ( Read more... )

 Can I touch you?
Reality shifts and becomes conscious of itself.
I'm unable to differentiate between my quest for total self depreciation and your natural tendency to recoil from affection
I give in to the dominant addiction of this present moment.
A cocktail of death sits in my bedroom, waiting me for me to become weak by your rejection.
disguised as ( Read more... )

I started out the new year by not going to jail ( Read more... )