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myaxe

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Howdy all -- I know, I know ... I haven't posted in over three months and then come traipsing back in here all posies and praise without an excuse and expect a single soul to give a shit what it is I'm writing -- Well, if it makes all feel better, I don't really expect you to read it. (But you are certainly more than welcome to do so, should you ( Read more... )

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So, Jason and I went to deposit his check this afternoon. You know the check you get from the government that's supposed to make up for the fact that you lost your job but doesn't really even cover the cost of toothpaste. Yeah, that's right, the check that comes from the account you have to sock money into every pay period. Yep, that's the one ( Read more... )

In general, I am the worst friend on the planet. I have issues with closeness and problems with seeming aloof. I lose myself in my own problems and don't write or contact or care as much as I should. But I have to say that, every time someone says it's not personal, it only solidifies that it is personal.Personally, I am a destroyer. Like Shiva, I ( Read more... )

There is nothing, really, nothing to say. Nothing to write, nothing to be. There are thoughts, but none that any one wants to hear and nothing worth repeating. No one reads and no one hears it. Nothing will be left behind and nothing will remain a million years from now. Nothing but strange memories and passed-down conversations that have morphed ( Read more... )

OUR HERO


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Since I've had so little to write about, I joined a writing community on LJ and the last two entries (including this one) are the fruits of that endeavor.

DirectionsScars run like train tracks traveling back through time to that moment when life betrayed you. Strength squandered, ever-present, now fails you. Friends bereft, grieve your passing ( Read more... )