I am in pain from thoughts, memories and ideas; I am in pain because I make them up, that most of our "world" is made up. I am scared. I go to bed at night and realize that only the micro organisms, bugs and my Crown of Thorns are living. I go to bed in a room without someone. My walls are made of drywall and paint; I see their hallow insides in my ( Read more... )

The little boy who lives here at the front my road is not so little anymore.

I am not wanting to go see Joey but I am going to his party. Tina had boys in her room giving blow jobs last time. I was vomitting in the bathroom.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/sex/index_cookie.shtml

What are you?

Today, I found a jacket in the wash pile, stolen from my room. Let me describe the jacket it to you, it is Dylan's. I then took the jacket from the dirty pile, smelled the jacket, and droped it on the floor of my room.

( first tacky lyrics entry )

Have you ever felt like somethings coming, like something is about to break on shore. Something deep and meaningful. Something you can not grasp at all untill it is right there or you just have to wait, float in it till it till it feels like it is everywhere. Something is coming and I am not scared, and it is so different. I am normally scared, ( Read more... )