Process the mental serpent's ball ( Read more... )

Oh, these sicknesses we choose.
The vehicles of self detriment,
of self loathing, of self destruction.

Some easy to recognize by the outsider.
Yet justified by ourselves
as we orgasm with our addictive lover.

I trade one for the other,
my own smoke and mirrors.
My illusion of inner strength
as I leave one behind for another.

I left behind his abuse,
oh, ( Read more... )

Maybe its actually depression....

maybe its a mid-life crisis.....

maybe its work stress......

whatever it is....

it sucks.

"You're what keeps me believing this world's not long dead ( Read more... )

It's been a good day to die ( Read more... )

I feel that need to indulge myself a bit. To 'wax poetic' with too many adjectives and dead metaphors to describe how I'm feeling inside ( Read more... )

Life can be great. Life can suck. Both. Like today. I woke up after having the sexiest dream! Felt like it lasted all night. Wow. Was quite a dream. So that was great. Yet, I felt like I hadn't slep all night. So all day I've been exhausted. That sucked. Work has been rough lately. Been things said to me that was pivotal in my decision to try the ( Read more... )

Last weekend we watched the movie 'Love in the Time of Cholera'. I really enjoyed the movie, quite a bit actually. And when I heard this song, I just melted. I don't have to understand the language to feel the passion in Shakira's song. I bought it tonight on my iPod. I'm in Love. Here is the translation I found online ( Read more... )

Sometimes I can't help but cry over the beauty of some people's pain and suffering. And in the gifts they receive in return, and then give to me in return for having been witness to their magnificence.

The Restlessness seeps into my skin ( Read more... )