I cannot turn back time and I cannot change this situation overnight.  I can only tell her and try and show her that what happened would never happen again ( Read more... )

While pacing the hallway of a mausoleum to the human spirit I wondered what it was for.  The machines stopping and starting.  The aunts marching with crumbs upon their backs.  Hollow shells of humanity all around me, like a thick grey border of failure.  Am I one of these creatures, slaves to a family of dollar bill recepticles?  Do these people ( Read more... )

I miss you, Livejournal.

I miss your practicality and usefullness.

I long for those simpler times before the mafia war began.

I miss the old days when they're weren't all these frontier towns.

I miss when the internet was for surfing and not farming.

When can we set the clocks and calandars back?

So here we are...that which was once called the future is now the present and that which was the present has become the past.  I spent so much of that past pining for the future.  The dreaming, scheming, and believing of childhood was so often eclipsed by misery for the present.  Being too young for this or that and longing for the day when you ( Read more... )

Life moves slowly,
in circles.
slow,
agonizing,
circles.

Thats
All
For
This
For
Now.

ain't that cute

i'm bored now.

never happy.

workin on your day off sucks...............................................................................and thats all.

Who's going chicken hunting?