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sister cries out from her baby bed. brother runs in feathers on his head. mamma's in her room learning how to sew. daddy's drinking beer, listening to the radio. hank williams sings kaw liga and dear john and time marches on ( Read more... )

put your hands in the air, cheif!

now i gotta wait seven more months

oh the places you've seen..

i awoke three days ago with no worries on my mind. a new person. no doubts. no worries. happy.

Hi. This is Wesley. I am the guest writer this week for Liz's journal. How are all of you? I am doing pretty well myself. Tonight is going to be quite a ride, I hope. Maybe y'all can come along. Anyway, I am off. I will see you later, in another life where we are both cats.

You Know You Drink Too Much When ( Read more... )

i feel so empty; the walls are caving in beside me, and the only thing i hear is criticsm or stupid shit from the only ones i love through silence and cold stares. i think if one were to be loved, they'd be free from doubt or any care. and i know this because i lack it from family. day after day. sometimes i feel like just giving up, i guess i'm ( Read more... )