"He saw now that you can't go home again--not ever.  There was no road back.  Ended for him, with the sharp and clean finality of the closing of a door, was the time of his dark roots, like those of a pot-bound plant, could not be left to feed upon their own substance and nourish their own little self-absorbed designs.  Henceforth, they must be ( Read more... )

they say if you just start writing eventually it becomes like an unconscious stream that flows out of you. i guess my thoughts are stopped up somewhere between the creek and a damn ( Read more... )

sorta ( Read more... )

well i believe my last entry was something to do with me being worried about work and school ( Read more... )

jesus christ ( Read more... )

thats right im back ( Read more... )

yaknow ( Read more... )

funny
im just talking to a friend online and i realized, that the last two postings i made are pretty huge eye openers . i really gotta sort this shit out .

but not today ,... today i dont have to do ANYTHING because its my friggen birthday :)

so yeah ( Read more... )

so as we speak its 2 am and im bawling myu fuckign eeyes out ( Read more... )