so its been almost a year since ive written anything on this journal. but as all disclaimers go, well, i dont really have a reason. but the truth is, and im gonna give it to you straight-up: im heart broken. my love just left me. for other things, among other things. things i dont know, things i cant speak of because i dont know what they are. ( Read more... )

as i lay me to sleep ( Read more... )

this was supposed to be a flash story about a fat girl who was waiting for her order at some fast food joint who just so happened to pique my interest hence the tribute but oh well might as well go for it. but it still doesnt change the fact that im angry right now ( Read more... )

(on normal days, one would usually call this a disclaimer: this feels weird. almost a year without writing anything of utmost nonsense. but this night calls for a different beat, a yearning for an old voice lost through the grills of what they like to call maturity ( Read more... )

so here we are again. actually im just waiting for my files to be copied. day will come when we'll virtually download knowledge directly to our brain. somewhat like the matrix. but ill be dead by then, and so will you, and it will be our sickly descendants who will occupy this sick planet. i get the feeling that somewhere out there, really powerful ( Read more... )

on certain days i wake up and take off with a mouthful of encouraging words to jolt me fully awake. that can be said of yesterday, around 6 am along with the jangling of churchbells right across the street, which i always greet with muffled hostility. and the morning before that, at around 4 am, i went out into our driveway lined with hibiscus ( Read more... )

to make it sweet fucking short, i just, for the life of all the fucking ants subsisting on a steady diet off of my own living skin particles, cant write anymore. this is a fluke, a myriad of lines stuck and jumbled in a scrabble lottery where words are picked for their aesthetic value bullshit and not what theyre supposed to represent. words have ( Read more... )

earlier this afternoon while sleeping soundly at the sofa i dreamed a dream that has haunted me since i can remember. and its bothering me again. its about a girl who changed the way i look at people. i havent been looking, but i havent met anyone like her since. nor do i feel ill meet anyone wholl come even close. its... just frustrating ( Read more... )

this is hyper awareness, macro-level slightly dazed delirious dehydrated aggravated by the fact that there are noisy hyperactive children playing right next to them damned spurious discriminating walls. headache, i havent had in so long. farewell, i dont really need this. or you. and the fact that im slightly hovering beneath whats usually called ( Read more... )

december comes silently with the breeze. i should know, im a medical doctor. seven tired men smelling their armpits makes for an interesting plot. trickle like blood, fluid as mud? enema of the soulll... yeas, its a long roll. shot. interestingly, everyone was killed. but i cant delve into that. this is more like a journal thats not meant to be ( Read more... )