Just a reminder why you are here today

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Like, you held yourself accountable for more than what was really accounted for? It's moments like these that I recognize my darker side and give it a nod that I know it's there. I respect it. It's like that bully in a school yard that will beat the shit out of your pussy self as soon as you decide to be a pussy. However this bully will take ( Read more... )

Such is my life. I'm accustomed to it like nobody knows. Whispered secrets in the background. Hushed glances as I walk past. Quieted words over the phone... I'm not deaf, maybe stupid, but I still play oblivious on both counts. I've been blessed with this "ability" to "know" something is going on or not. I'm akin to it if I know people well ( Read more... )

You can't just disappear in a veil of smoke anymore without the fucking world knowing wtf is going on. Maybe I'd like to be mysterious on purpose. Maybe I don't wanna fucking tell my friends I was a fuck up for ONE moment of my life I'd like to forget for-fucking-ever. Maybe it's why I tried to fucking kill myself and, YAH, that didn't fucking ( Read more... )

Well, it's been a long hard, progressing, ever complicated, full of disappointment, wreaking of ever loathing mistakes ridden road hasn't it? 18 years as an absolute playboy hero, quixotic side show. 2 more years of a hard pressed, non forgiving, love twisted full time student/full time office staff. 4 years of Airborne Infantry serving with ( Read more... )

The trees no longer accept me as their master. I have been shunned. The Wolves themselves now attack me in packs of 3 at a time. I have attuned my senses to use only sound and defend myself with resonating strikes. The waters of the river are somehow warding my wandering ways towards, what I assume is, the top of the world. I hear the sound of ( Read more... )

Didn't see you there as I was typing some random shit into this here journal! It's been awhile you looney bastard! C'mon, lets go take a ride through the past for a second ( Read more... )

Creating music is a pain in the ass. Really. I am not a talented musical instrument player nor am I something of a great composer ( Read more... )

Oh, you tricky bastard. So many wonderful things I can ask you, and so many empty answers you will give me... you little journal I write in to be all emo instead of getting myself into little bits of trouble I really hate to have in my life. I will talk to you forever and a day ( Read more... )

Once again, I find myself here... it's kind of a way to clear my mind so that I can explode my thoughts onto paper, and have it kept for me to review later on in the future... good for me ( Read more... )