there is some strange and silly satisfaction ( Read more... )

tearing up the track ( Read more... )

cumbersome sounds ( Read more... )

all we have is orange juice, and it stings.
all we have is old jester, and fuck, it burns.
all we have is memory, and it's receding to the depths.
bring forth new growth, please. don't leave me like this.
don't forget about me. I still exist. I try to exist.
all you do is try to stop existing.

fear. fear. fear.
falling fast into the pristine reflection of an almost perfect reality.
no death. no death. no death.
please god.
no death.

and this is when the throw you against the wall spit on your face and call you a whore. I'm ready ( Read more... )

I need to start going about my life with an active and honest attitude ( Read more... )

I am soliciting my self out like fucking life Insurance.
I can't complain about it, because I'm doing it.
sexual attraction.

I still need to get my shit together, I've been putting that off now for years.

Wake up Zoe, remember what you want.

I read into things way to fucking much ( Read more... )

Country Fucking Fair, Betch.

I'll have to get over that tent camping thing again