You know, I don't entirely trust myself with words at the moment, so, instead, I'll use some that somebody else wrote ( Read more... )

I no longer wish to be where I am. This is metaphorical, emotional, and literal. I will find a way forward, but must admit I am sad. I am feeling lost, rejected, and heartbroken. I am feeling unworthy. I know I am inventing some aspects of these things and, through myself, I will find the strength to change and be better. This is simply a record of ( Read more... )

Facebook is deactivated, again. Nobody panic. I'm just stepping out of the world for awhile whilst dealing with being dropped back in the trenches.

Use a phone if you want, or don't.

Wish you all the best, see you when I come back around.

You know what? I had a lot of things to write, a lot of things to say, but I'd rather summarize it simply.

I'm not the same person I used to be.

Some men want to watch the world burn ( Read more... )

I couldn't sleep today until almost, 6 P.M. I assumed this would happen. I think everything of the last few months has finally caught up with me in one, single, swoop. So, maybe if I just get it out of my head all at once I'll do better. That's the plan anyway ( Read more... )

I cannot, at this time, write a piece about death.

I cannot, at this time, seem to write and I need to finish this book.

Soon, I need to sit down with a bunch of people, have a drink, and talk about the world. I think it'll help.

You know, it's funny when people try and sit down and sell you something that you absolutely know isn't true. This isn't an uncommon thing and it's something I find by people who have an over-inflated sense of their own cleverness and importance on the world; people who, by near all accounts, spin endless webs of bullshit delusion to help them ( Read more... )

You can spend years preparing for something...

..and it doesn't change a damn thing.

Jesus. It's been another one of those days. Nothing's been right, but nothing's been wrong. There's just doesn't seem to be any way to win. There's too much to say with not enough facts. There's too much to look at without enough eyes. Pages are turning, books are ending, and somewhere, someone's got a torch ( Read more... )