Overconfident.

Starting to become what I hated.  And I hate myself for it.

Not worth it.

"Moo-cows hopping on each other, leap-frogging and shootin' each other with M16's...  layin' down M80's and mortars...  killin' off the humans and hoppin' fences...  what can't those moo-cows do ( Read more... )

Really don't have time right now, sorry, to all of you who actually may waste a second or two glancing at this before retreating back into your respective comfort zones ( Read more... )

Spit while driving at someone.  While your window is closed.
Pet a burning dog.
Pee into the wind.
Tell a cop that you'd rather blow him than the breathalyzer.
Hit a moose.  That's in the city of Toronto, Canada.  Those moose's are made of stone and painted.  Those Canadians sure are tricky...

I did.

And some that I didn't know.  And some that you shouldn't know.  And ( Read more... )

I need to sit on a roof at night one day, and stare up at the stars for a while ( Read more... )

Formulaic ( Read more... )

Judgment is easy ( Read more... )

And hopefully not the last.

Always too much to say and not enough said. Irony's a bitch.

The name "feyel" came from some random image generated to prove I wasn't a bot when posting something on another site. I say another site because I don't like leaving clues. Bread crumbs; to be followed by some mysterious traveler on the Internet, someone with ( Read more... )