bah. i was going to write something.

quantify absolutely everything you do. thats all you people do. but he told me and i know he was right. why you are busy quantifying i am constructing my own means to an end.

piece by piece you can remove the fragments, but removing one just reveals a thousand others. lakeside at high tide, its kind of a joke to even call it high tide; the tide at the ocean, now thats a tide. the distortion makes everything seem a little surreal, but one cant expect normality in times as such. the wrecking ball comes full swing and i ( Read more... )

it flies right off me as if it were never on me. long gone, things never agian to be seen. whats the deal with this scene. is it me? i learned today nothing in itself is free. it can go the other way on the spectrum, but you know thats a value too, an integer if you will. floating on my back is my new motto, i dont wanna go but sometimes you ( Read more... )

do you know what it is like to lose a huge chunk of your life? i do. Hell i lost almost three years. three years i can never get back. I almost regret it. almost. ill stay away from shit like that though. I dont like what it has made me. I dont like the way i feel about it. I dont like the implications that linger, a year later. it makes ( Read more... )

the flashing lights of the midway made me feel like a real kid again; which made me feel old. in comparison the midway is so bright and flashy, you are filled with a sense of excitement. the car ride home is bland and long. the music in the background has always sounded so muffled. i can see myself outside looking in. watching myself watch ( Read more... )

I will do it. Ill begin here. hear here. the first incision will be quick and precise. and before you know it. everything will change. i dont need a new year for change. you know that. if it was so, i would have to wait for 2. ive nothing to burn. nothing. i am burning. burn like me, burn like she. its out of sight, out of hear. quick ( Read more... )

In the context of the situation it always seems ok. But often seeds of doubt surface in retrospect, like rising bubbles in a long settled pool of water. if time is like a river, then i need my raft or atleast a fucking life jacket. while its smooth current is comforting it is also beginning to trickle down my trachea, the entrance to my ( Read more... )

life will never be the same.

Adventure begins ripe after a day of work. haxful measures board me upon a train. there i rest, there i read. there i eat for free worrying about nothing at all but my journey. my minds eye can easily relinquish the fear ineptitude. for that i was lucky. met with many people, whatever that means. kelly from wataga, ardele from east texas. ( Read more... )