i want to be suspended in air
over some great vast
love of the century that comes
in crystal clear
for generations.

i want to be sleep
ing in the last known depths
of the soul
or so they say we have.

love touch love.

my stomach is tied into knots. half sheep shank. i guess this is the difference between being alive ( Read more... )

my kitty just wants love from me. i swear that cat is secretly gay, and is in love with me, but does not want anybody else in the world to know it ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning feeling awful. I don't know if it was my insane hours catching up to me, some sort of bug going around ::uh oh, eee::, or the drinking i do all the time. either way, I stayed home from work today. it was nice, I slept alot, and did nothing. I finally got to see how the other side gets to live ( Read more... )

i am supposed to go to a club tonight in NYC, where all the drinks will be free and i don't have to pay a cover charge. not to mention a couple of famous people that will be there. but i am not going for the stupidist reasons ever. i think i just invented a whole new form of pathetic.

this weekend has kinda been a waste. in the sense that i wanted to do certain things, and i wasn't able to do them. i want to go swimming ( Read more... )

i called into work today because i woke up feeling like the human representation of carnal death. i guess this is all just catching up to me. oh so sweetly, oh so righteously.

last night i had the plot to assassinate orange julius caeser. it wasn't much of a conspiracy, rather a lone action by a deranged gunman. et tu brute? no, not this time. ( Read more... )

i did something this weekend that seemed very right, but now looking back, was a bit hasty. and i do not feel bad. i do, i mean, but i don't and....right. i must actually mean that i am at peace with it all, and i'm making something to smooth over all wounds. no matter how insignificant they might be ( Read more... )

she was in love with a street performer,
a broken power transformer
with a twist of lime
broken down with all the white lines.
she'll sing la de da de da did did did did da

i spent my lunch break today smoking cigarettes, reading poetry and listening to hank williams.

i got fucking shit faced last night. first time in a while. i gave up drinking for the most part. sometimes i just need to forget a night and feel like shit the next day.

i have been looking online at pornograpghy for the past half hour. pictures of girls with tattoos and piercings. i really need to meet someone special. tonight is another party. ( Read more... )