Been having some incredible dreams as of late. Last night one was of her. It was like we were before, giving eachother the old puppy-love pillow talk, but then she started vomiting all over the bed. I later foundout that it meant that they are giving "false pretenses" or something of the sort. But we live to see through that shit ( Read more... )

I've grown a little tired of the same routine day in and out.
New people have found there way around my circle.
and several things are in the works.
Born of artism, aggression and fire.
I predict something amazing.
me and those who want to take the ride with me will shake the earths.
We're going to make it happen.
Soon

and when I do I re-read older posts.
sometimes it makes me smile. Sometimes it makes me tear up. Tonight's an off night, but I'm still smilin'. I've got to keep that PMA. I will.

Also, the fact that I'm posting so frequently (one month at atime or so) is astonishing. especially on LJ.

That's insane that I still post on this thing.
I've had this since AOL was the only way you could get onto the Internet.
Crazy cool.
I wonder if people still read this.
I wonder what happened to the people I used to talk to on this.

Old-Timers. You guys still around? Hit me up.

i hate the loss of A limb ( Read more... )

But things are starting to look up, now that she's gone.

and I can't help wanting to talk to her every possible moment.
still pretty friggin' torn, right now.

This should be fun ( Read more... )

Back to wasting.
Back to random hookups.
Back to the grotesque, the infected and the gaudy.
I'd rather cope with a measuring tape.
Than go back to that way.
and without the right person.

The old way is inevitable.

But I still have 5 left ( Read more... )