It terrifies me just how mundane the moments that shape our lives really are. Also it is even more scary how difficult counting to 13 can be. And yet most fearful of all is how common human experiences are to us all.

1. Quitting is hard ( Read more... )

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What the fuck happened last night? i'm so confused. Does anyone have one of those critter cams? I think attaching one to me would allow some means to understand what is going on around me.

truth grew in my mind like a fungus, and though i tried to keep it out, there was no resisting epiphanies.
santa went first, then the one that was.

I think that i'm far more in love with music than i ever was with any lover. It makes sense when you think about it.

You know those most awful of nights when sleep is so much farther away than any love could ever run? Those are the nights that make up my life. I end up watching movies i've seen so many times. I begin to rethink and ruminate ever single decision i've made within the last five years or so. Being revisited by so many hopeless moments and deeply ( Read more... )

I need a good punch to the face right now. I'm loosing focus of what little of my life is important or meaningful. Also I'm dwelling on the past and not the good parts of it. So if you see me hit me in the face. Or the kidneys, yeah those will work too.

I hate Tech. I hate briefings. SO yeah fuck this game.

Why do we feel as if we own the places that we pass the evenings in? Is it just because it is our refuge? Or is it that we feel that it is viewed as a communal property and only violated by outsiders? I don't know but i want what is mine back ( Read more... )