...Sitting in the medow, he stairs off into the distance. Lost in thought he ponders all that is and will be. He imagines nothing and everything as he lays there in the grass. He thinks so that he will not have to think other thoughts. He philosiphizes so he wont have to face facts. He considers all emotions, wishes to tear it all apart and at ( Read more... )

"And oh i try to get away, but it just keeps pulling be back in ( Read more... )

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Listening to Phantom of the Opera, burning inscents, and thinking of ( Read more... )

I sit here in my room after reading something that sickened me, didnt hurt but sickened me. Some people dont know what lifes all about and i know i sure as hell dont but it jus makes me mad ( Read more... )

Im starting to think that one biggest missconseptions of people is that Once something good happens with someone it cant happen in any other places, or won seem as good as it did the first time. Which i view as a missconseption because if you spend the rest of your life searching for it in the same place, and you didnt find it the second or third ( Read more... )

And they were there ( Read more... )

But i really dont care bout them ( Read more... )

Poem by Jon Owen, free form ( Read more... )

"Well sadie, you are now one of the rare few people who know what to do if i am the only phone in the area and my eye is on fire." -Not many people see me as random as i get ( Read more... )