monday, november 15 at 10 am i go back into custody. i guess i misunnerstood what the lawyer was saying. (bout december 6th). sorry i didna get to see nobody. i miss you all. as always.

*this is the ending to *the prayers of unbelievers*...something i worked on in jail...and havn't touched since...i kinda like it, and it seems a fitting response to everything...it ended with me still in jail...waiting for everfing ( Read more... )

Asked you a question ( Read more... )

Love will save you ( Read more... )

ok. so i never journal. i just put little pieces of things ( Read more... )

So this is permanence ( Read more... )

so i took anna to the pixies at the fox theatre october *13th*

when kim deal sings she closes her eyes and turns her face up towards the microphone...and then that voice...

its true she's getting older and is a little overweight

but still...she was so beautiful...and of course, we are right to love her

if i could ever agree there is right and wrong...then maybe i could look at things and tell myself the ways i'm right and wrong...i know a lot seems to be wrong...and so little appears to be right ( Read more... )

one of these days...when everything's done being broken...i'm gonna feel something that doesn't feel like it's not there ( Read more... )

puts on blue corduroys, the cords long since worn flat...turns around in this room, where he lives, but it's not his room...looks to one wall, then the next, confused...then at the door...he knows he stood for something...but for what ( Read more... )