Anger comes from fear
Is it so queer
That I fucking know
Just how to steer clear
from fucking anger and fear?

Just because it's known
Does not mean a goddamn thing
It has been fucking SHOWN
To me why the fear and anger sting
BUT SOMEHOW I PERSIST

Let it go.

Surrender with splendor ( Read more... )

Though try as we might, we allow it to cut like a knife; deeper and deeper until it hits bone, stop for a minute to pull life out and realize you're not alone ( Read more... )

Universal truth, dying life worth living after forgiving to again live in the light ( Read more... )

Surrounded by life. Always surrounded by something. A cigarette slowy burning. A little black bird swiftly flying. The touch of a speck bug on the page that you're writing. Shadows abound shone through the sinking sun and without thinking you scrawl them just as you saw them when the light made them appear on the page. Poetry without ( Read more... )

Guys. I have a confession to make. It's a big one. Darcy is a coke-whore, and now I am her coke-slave. All I live on is caffeine, cigarettes, and most defintiely beer. I have by now most definitely missed the maximum three days of class, and the only thing i can think about is when i am going to be able to smoke pot again. And I most ( Read more... )

Why do I do this ( Read more... )

Some people have this delusion that they are better than other people; that they are above the day-to-day. Self-righteous enough to actually state by implication that they themselves are better than other people. Well, I have something that they need to hear: You're fucking not, so get the fuck over yourself.

Hm. I was bored so I created a livejournal account. How interesting. I don't understand this goddamn thing at all. Fuck.