I am brimming with echos. It Makes sleeping a priceless luxury. I don't think much concern exists in either, which is why I still feel rabid... words bounce around my rib-cage, and repeat, and repeat, and never fucking quit ( Read more... )

Rejected by Lawrence. Rejected by truth. Re-e-e-e-ejected... in the immortal words of Tim Armstrong. Wow, things kinda suck.

My sister turned seventeen. WOO.
My smoking addiction reached a new levle of clarity.
I decided "Walk the Line" is over rated... I know, I know.
I dreamed of familiar songs.
The gray sky reflects recent loss within our fair city. R.I.P

....afternoon delight....beeeeewooooop

"Never talk to her again ( Read more... )

(This is an odd, beatniky thing that I concocted while in WI. As of late it has taken on new meaning. It's supposed to be read out loud, so if you would like to help a brother out, read it to yourself, let the words wash over you, and let me know what you think... and if you have nothing good to say... say it! I love critisism...Try to find the ( Read more... )

I just read "the chronicles of Jack and Kitly" and vomited mercilessly into depths of sparkling porcelain...

Hello gernal ( Read more... )

Dear Sweet Journal ( Read more... )

I have been avoiding. Avoidance, not letting my self feel her absence. The big gaping emptiness where a warmth used to be. I fucking hate this, I really hate this, I sleep so much and I fucking hate this. I apologize to all those good kids who try to be there... I just miss my Kitly so much. Can you understand? Its lonely here, its not the same. My ( Read more... )

So it gets so complicated ya know? when you're spilling out to someone and they're taking it like potshots. No one ever means to throw a shot but it always happens. And then they keep on flying ya know, cause both sides think they got sucker punched ( Read more... )