Here I sit in a empty house full of wannabe musicians and not a single instrument. Ah, the evil lure of the pawn shop and it's fast fast money. Money for a fix or two. Then the depression and reality of what you've lost sinks in. But that is what life is...a lifetime of loss ( Read more... )

A Cold Cell ( Read more... )

Happy Death Day ( Read more... )

One's life is flipped completely on its head on the dark day that he realize that all his heros are not gods, but are mere mortals, flawed flesh, poisoned blood, that they are desposable...just like him. Despite the agony of this mind defeat, there is an epiphany that accompanies this mind fuck and the realization that there is something beautiful ( Read more... )

Black and White ( Read more... )

I was watching a speech by President Bush today and once again I found myself simultaneously amazed, humored, and feeling a touch melancholy at the fact that this stuttering, blabbering idiot is actually the elected leader of the "greatest nation in the world". It also got me thinking, does President Bush come up with the stupid and senseless ( Read more... )

On one cold, dark, rainy night, I was rummaging through the garbage heap that was my life. I searched rigorously through my soggy memory for something, one thing, anything, that was meaningful. Although my life had been bitter, cold and grey, I did find something beautiful and stunningly gorgeous amongst the mess. It was small and soft and ( Read more... )

Dear diary (I've always wanted to start out like that ( Read more... )

I lay in my bed staring out the window ( Read more... )

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