'and on this death bed - sixty years from now, will i want to live this life all over again? these last breaths, these last thoughts. these last breaths, these last thoughts spent thinking i wasted it all. months and years, working and paying, consuming each and every thought. not living for this day, but constantly for tommorow. and when the last ( Read more... )

recently people have been making posts telling people to ask them three questions, any questions. i think thats fairly foolish of them because in life you only get one chance. so heres yours. you all get one question and one question only. anything you want. ask away.

i created a community for poetry because i wanted to join one and the ones that already existed didnt seem to satisfy my desires. it is for mostly 'revolutionary' poetry but if you want to join go ahead and post whatever kind of poetry you'd like to. tell all your friends, it'll be a party.
www.livejournal.com/users/poetryrebellion

i hate him. i hate how he makes me feel. i hate hating him, but nothing else seems plausible at this point. i never imagined it would come to this. to the point where the mere knowledge of his existence would awaken in me a hatred that i fear i will never be able to supress. after all he had done i tried to just let it go, i tried so hard to brush ( Read more... )

i wish there was something i could count on. something permanent, because i need there to be something i know will always be there, no matter what i do or who i become.

what will i become?
hopefully something forgetable.

ok, a cop has started a livejournal to try and bust me or some stupid shit, so when 'spraycan_masta' leaves a comment in your journal, tell them to fuck off or whatever, just know that they are in fact a cop and i caught them in their 'clever' ruse to catch me for stupid shit i didnt do. thanks.

i hate everyone, every last person. fuck you all. no exceptions. i feel as though ive been swallowed by something, sucked under, deeper and deeper until i am the one who is sucking myself down. i am the hole. i am nothingness ( Read more... )

In a society that has abolished every kind of adventure
the only adventure that remains is to abolish the society.

If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.

( couldnt be )