These dreams seem never ending, like a bedside fairy tale, so passionate and so pure. Glimpses of a far away landscape, so distant, yet projected so vividly. Indifferently, it’s all the same. He still wakes up to the feeling. He still walks for the cure. He still dreams of September sandstorms lining the shore.

He shivers in fright, all alone ( Read more... )

The music was louder than the death of the Pope, or so it seemed. The door, although so far away, directed a breeze of bitter honesty along the faces lining the bar. The special for the night was $2 22oz drafts. Tall glasses lined the bar like buildings on a city street, and the traffic in this place was just too much to digest.

Swallowing beer ( Read more... )

this love falls like water
through streams in the cracks
we've broken our boundaries
be silent, relax

Tonight I am thankful for: Gambling ( Read more... )

Tonight I am thankful for: Social networking sites ( Read more... )

Tonight I am thankful for: Facial hair.

Because when anything and everyone else can make you feel entirely stripped of your manhood,
you will always be able to run your fingers through your beard,
knowing that no matter what anyone says, you are a real man.

Thank you, beardishness in me. Now sprout one fully. Please.

KTHXBAI.

This is just a temp post. I have writing to post but I'm hesitant at the moment.