Seriously, I'm numb. This isn't a joke. I can't feel anything. I have no empathy. Emotions have no effect on me. I don't care about you or anything you do. Pain and pleasure are physical anomalies which I can not experience. I get the sense that my threshold for pain is such that you would get more of a response from a strip of leather. I've ( Read more... )

Right now I have a push of vodka and Otis Redding.

Sometimes I need you.

Others I just need myself.

And I know it won't be over when the summertime comes.

drip

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I like the first day of an auto show. I really do. It's a wonderous place of immaculate paint and 8000 RPM redlines; That is, of course, once you peel away all the balding mid-life crisis victims, overexcitable children, guidos floored by how cool they think they look sitting in a BMW, and people who think that putting the 911's engine in the back ( Read more... )

There's a huge piece of me missing. I don't know what it is but every minute of every day there a weight pushing down on me. I am overwhelmed, but have nothing to do. I am rushed, pushed, forced but procrastinate. Procrastinate nothing. There is nothing. I want to leave but have no where to go. It can be so lonely when the walls are closing in on ( Read more... )

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see.
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free.

I did some test drives this weekend. Here's the summary ( Read more... )

I find that my life often balances itself out. I don't necessarily mean how I often find myself getting out of tough scrapes mostly unharmed, though I do have a tendency for that. I mean that at any given time, I have a certain amount of happiness and a certain amount of anxiety and I find that they balance themselves. At least, that's what helps ( Read more... )

My life is being consumed. Consumed in much the same way that a vat of Jello will consume a large spider, as it writhes and clings to life before slowly expiring. Maybe throw that batch away ( Read more... )

It's nice to be able to pick up a bottle of Smirnoff blue label vodka, Espresso Kahlua, and wind down to a White Russian after an exhausting day.

Two. One.

Zero.