And I think too much ( Read more... )

A few jokes...

A plea to stay...

The first exit...

The return...

An embrace...

Little words...

A pause at the door...

Slam.

And so ends the fabulous story of Joshua and Dan...

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

SF

I told myself that when I wrote the livejournal for this event, it would be the kind of writing that would make me famous ( Read more... )

Burn
Burn, bridge
Burn away
Smoke congested lyrics
Mark the twisted trail
Of letters
Smoldering
Burnt out memories
In the ashtrays of old cars
In old haunts
Burning
Our lives away
Sunburns on arms
Left out
Under trees
Minds burning
A thousand years away
Burning
Like the stars
Or a cigarette
Left
To Burn
Burning the oil
That covers the Bridge
…Burn.

April is a rather silly month, don't you think? I mean, here we had such a wonderful March...such a wonderful, happiness filled 30 days of booze, broads and buds in the most outlandish of settings in the most outlandish of times with the most outlandish of people ( Read more... )

My life, they say, is not ok ( Read more... )

Somebody said to me ( Read more... )

Somebody said to me ( Read more... )

Wake up tired
You wake up pissed
Wonder how it could come to this
Wonder why things happen the way they do...

And I can't die now
Cause I got another show to do...

The stage is colder this time ( Read more... )