divine. splendid. wonderful. grunt. shift weight left. grunt again. tomorrow's another day i dont want to think about. shift weight right.

my mind wanders and selfish degrading thoughts reverberate through my head. mr perfect has no face, but he haunts me wherever i go. there's nothing like plastic surgery to help you cope with mediocrity. i open ( Read more... )

it must have been the other day. i was shopping for some more juicy juice. the fruit punch never comes in the larger ones, which is really a predicament since i enjoy the fruit punch ones. honestly 4.23oz of fruit juice isn't enough. so i usually end up settling for the berry juice [a hefty 6.75oz]... which is great, but it doesnt taste like berry ( Read more... )

superficially speaking, always, i wonder if elvis went to heaven or hell. whether the old christians from the fifties were right, that elvis was a bad and very scandelous man, that he would go to hell. so... say elvis goes to hell. dandy, that's another dirty man put in the big clinker. but then fifty years pass and really... REALLY... look at ( Read more... )

fuck self-deprication, this isnt it. accept your mediocrity, they say this is wisdom. peace and harmony signifies maturity. composition and thoughtful decision making shows growth as a human being. if complacency is perfection, let me shed a little wisdom to live my life a little less certain, less happy, and much less in control. call me imperfect ( Read more... )

closing in. these fingers encapsulate mine and i am, for one moment, unaware that this is ... awkward. and she wraps her arms around me and mine around her and tells me she doesn't ever want to let me go, and my mind goes cloudy with distinct fear and relaxation. yeah, i swim in this oblivion, eyes closed all the way and in a hazy motion i wave, ( Read more... )

i miss having someone to talk to, someone to tell secrets to in my own way. the walls i tell everything to are growing heavy, and they sag with each breath and wilt with each new finding. it's only a matter of time before they start crumbling.

life and death. energy and peace. if i stop today it was still worth it. even the terrible mistakes i have made and would have unmade if i could... the pains that have burned me and scarred my soul. it was worth it for having been allowed to walk where ive walked, which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between ( Read more... )

                                             
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so a friend tells me the other day about how her brother who works in this restaurant, top notch, five stars, but ill let it go unnamed...how he and "the guys" would go into the bathrooms before closing up and unleash a nutload into the soap. something about vigilante justice. something about teaching people about the dirtiness of humanity and the ( Read more... )

its like a chess game. all of life is a chess game. you make a move. they make a move. you think three steps a head. then make your next move. they make their next move. you follow with appropriate actions and take their queen and destroy their empire. i mean...win.

...you actually take their king to win but lets not split hairs...

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