happy fuckin new year, you're an idiot. i feel like crouse is tellin me somethin most people don't wanna here and i know it's my choice. i know i've gotta choose happy and alive but can i just have another week of this? no questions from friends just asking to ask. no more anything just feelin the shitty i feel and not worryin what people think. ( Read more... )

Where do you go when every home you've ever known was just a rental? When everyone you love is just a reason not to die yet. Your entire existance comes down to a single phrase a choice between actively ashing on the floor or waiting until that long grey ash falls onto your sweater or the floor while you were trying to inhale the slow death of this ( Read more... )

Dear Gilbert Vallego of Milwaulkee wisconsin,

I am flattered to know that a week after your dramatic exit from my life you couldn't resist the urge to call me this morning and leave the lovely voice mail "elephent in a thong'. As flattering as it may have been to know that you are not over this ( Read more... )

Tamsyn comes home and starts IMing you from the living room. With that i shall go to sleep unsatisfied yet still amused by lifes little reminders that somewhere someone is fucking laughing. Thank you and good night.  I SAY GOODNIGHT!

Right now he's aware that the phone has been shut off. He was most likely on his way to work when he found his xm radio no longer works. Eventually he will find out that it was in fact reported stolen. By me. Sometime like now in wisconsin he is being ripped a new asshole by his boss. Right now he is likely going over in his head all of the fucked ( Read more... )

a flimsy makeshift curtain is not enough....
Sometimes text messaging and pictures don't make it any easier to have a distant relations...
sometimes you end up where you least thought you'd be but atleast yer somewhere
and that is better than nowhere

Put you down to pick you up ( Read more... )

The hallways of a catholic school, a disastrous world event and Agua teen hunger force? Much like the true begining they sat together on this brightly colored day . A dockside view to the end of time. Under the blanket sat the vulger advances of a past best forgotten in honor of a future worth having. He reached out grazing her leg,as he'd done ( Read more... )

It's like reality doesn't exist when you hold my hand. When you touch me, look at me, see me, the reality is you are the realist thing i've fealt in so very long that i am unsure that you are real. You are flawed, oh so flawed and i don't mind, your flaws don't hurt they are this beautiful sadness that tap into my own flawed tragically average ( Read more... )

LIFE ( Read more... )