Well, now that livejournal is no longer en vogue, I feel like I can post something again. I want to say that there will be less bitching this time around, but I'm not into making promises I can't keep
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At 6:35am I took a step. A step into unraveling the mystery of life. I can now look at Gainesville no longer as a prison of solitude and despair. A wasteland in which I can wander with myself and by way of that sparing the rest of society my penchant for chaos. What a beautiful disaster that this place of solitude is my haven. A place where I
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A - "I wanted to go to the funeral this morning I really did...but I couldn't bear the idea of looking at him lying in that coffin. We try to disguise the whole idea of death. Put a little rouge on the corpses cheeks so that everyone can say how 'lifelike' he looks. Dance around our pain with kind words and poetic eulogies. But the cold fact is
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