I walked around Milltown today with an old friend. Crazy how thousands of memories can flood back within two hours. Every step was another crazy fuckin' summer day a few years ago. Bikes. Water Guns. Pipes made out of whatever was handy. $20 sacks of dro. Taco Bell. Train Tracks. Crash Trashes. Chinese Food. Fuck Knoll. Suzanne's "Really Cute" ( Read more... )

You think that we can't see your face?
I think you better give us some space.
You know that we could raze this place...
And leave you without a trace.

Today is the historic event when Christ came back from beyond the grave and took his rightful place in the world as a Zombie. After showing off the cool holes in his hands and side, he realized he had a sudden craving for human flesh, this being where the body and blood of Christ REALLY came into play, as in truth the last supper was Jesus chopping ( Read more... )

My day started out like that of any other day. I woke up burnt from the night before. We had been drinking since 11 in the morning as it was the Scranton St. Patrick's Day Parade, the third largest parade for St. Pattie in the country. The entire town was a drunken mess and I had a great day that turned into a worse night, but that's a story for ( Read more... )

It's almost 6 AM and the sun isn't up yet, and I'm just a tad bored and alone. Everyone's asleep, because everyone always passes out before I do. I watch Van Wilder in Kyle's room, but he passed out after it started. I'm bored and I want someone to talk to. In the morning there's dread. I know that in 3 hours I have Economics. A course which I'm ( Read more... )

Was a sweet day.

Aced my exam.

Fixed that shit with the bank, because they fucked up a transaction.

Went to Utopia.

Play practice went extremely well.

A christening took place (I'm sorry Kelly...forgive us.)

Overall a pretty sweet day.

You're half a world away...

But in my mind I whisper every single word you say.

And before you sleep at night...

You pray to me, your lucky star, your singing satellite.

Nice Ego...

Take it down a notch.

And go fuck yourself.

Staying up all night that fucks with my brain...

I am alone for a good couple hours.

I think about everything.

It's weird.

I can't tell if I like it.

Maybe I don't like it...or hate it.

Maybe it just happens.

I think it's cute, so there ( Read more... )