There is something. Somewhere. A road. Once traveled. It's missed. Dearly.

The question. Will I ever drive through it again?

Certainly.

Something to get to. Anxiety instills. The flurry of endless opportunities melted with the endless trappings of the human condition.
There's so much ground to cover.
I want. I know.

  Writing madly, writing madly, let's do it ( Read more... )

Grief, the skies are grey.
I like you, very much so.

Sitting, waiting, I take a sip. The buzz is good. In, he comes walking ( Read more... )

  The summer bade farewell with our first trip to the desert haven together. There was music, there were long stretches of dead land, and there was above all the sweet taste of impending happiness. I think bliss is a better word though. Oh, by Goddess, did the city bake us. Souls melted on the city streets--souvenirs from some of its better patrons ( Read more... )

How do I begin? It's been a while. First, to know when you come.

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I'm going to get my hair chopped off tomorrow...which will be Wednesday...calculate well ponies...or else I'm going to slaughter your bootays. I'm going to spike...skipe...skipey it up. So be ready...especially Bryant, which is the one that can dance...and Elliot, which is the one with a gun on his ankle, on his back, on his sides, and on his ( Read more... )

     Well...it changed...slightly...but significantly. I feel rather odd. Black headers...blue entry text...for certain now...lightning background...and alien mood icons...sorry Elliot...but I like them too. I still don't think that it's finished though. I still need that format override crap. I unfortunately don't know how to work or change that ( Read more... )