Quick on your feet jumping ( Read more... )

i really toook a look at myself... for two fucking seconds. and i say fuck me. strange how i hide everything from myself and everyone else. i hate it. i really don't like me right now.

time is a cycle. that's how it is.
now i see the cycles a little bit clearer.
i notice change now, and i'm okay with it.
full circle my friends.
it all comes around.

i guess i'll post some poetry now.

somewhere, a dirt smudged hand graps an apple,
while a man behind closed eye lids smiles
for a hungry mouth temporarily fed
a canvas tarp sways, tied
kicking sand
in front of a crumbling foundation.
shift to rain soaked concrete,
decaying leaves, moist and strewn.
an aisle of naked branches, wait.
before the turn signal ( Read more... )

yeah so,
i woke up at 8 and drank coffee and rolled smokes.
went golfing at 9 with pops,
walked 18 holes and did alright.
it was a good time, peaceful.
got home, took some bong hits.
realized, i'm done with
shit that fucks me over.
anyways, i'm watching football.
seahawks had a bye week, and that's no bueno.
but there is a good game on.
this morning and ( Read more... )

im sorry
ambiguous
love is
a two way street
defined
indifferent
for how it is
and never will be

is a two way street.
so don't fucking just do whatever the hell you want and think it's okay. because it's not. fucker.

steady reality.
 a trail of smoke lingers on stained walls.
faded image flashes.
falling back in darkness, knowing.
questions forgotten,
replaced by plastic ease.
 eternal eyes
see infinity tumble.
before, just obscured by lapses in sight.
coincidences pop out. and it's vivid.
emptiness follows oblivion and this is what
we always forget.
we always forget ( Read more... )

a good sunday morning.
woke up a wee bit earlier than usual.
had a cup of joe,
rolled me a square.
listened to vinyls.
xbox.
just a lazy sunday.

fyi,
my place is officialy complete.
; ]

*edit*

chicken/vodka. beer. hot dogs. beer. jam.