When I am like this I write so much for no one to see. It is better forgotten.

witch sess.

J

This is the place that is so familiar. But it is the room that I like the least. and even when you would do anything sometimes their is nothing you can do. This is the sadness that will always be in me.

still difficult to open my eyes. But I do it and remember.

The hardest thing is always the next morning.

3 columns to choose from and each of them carry the tireless trait of pretending to be happy alone. But I ill not pretend I will be happy alone or be happy with someone. It doesn't take two people to make a whole person.

Friends mean the most to me right now. drinking and dodging bullets. sparklehorse. strong and glad. for now

tenca

missing some while away. so shorthanded on closeness.

but I know it will return.

last until return

jote

landing and fasting and keeping with old commands.

sons ain't gettin paid and some would probably imagine a tear for loss but not here. not right now.

I getta little blind,
when they put up the signs
Im thinking the safest place
that back of the line
in anyway

eyes to the left or any where but at me.

i want the one left of me to understand,
cause the one right has got an deadlined plan.

Two minutes and a fake smile,
for the second regret of an unplanned mile.

spent on carnival endeovers and carnal levers.

But will continue in short.

Last ten minutes at this job. Goind to miss Mikey and I admit the sadness that comes with leaving. Discussions make for good times, easy credit rip-offs, good times. but not this time.

so good to see friends.

J

keeping my parallel principles with large movements is currently on hiatus. I am sure it will end but I don't know when. My heart is torn and I might regret what is to come.

But I am happy.

Right now.

Eddie should call me.

Joshua Tenca