i hate not sleeping. except not really, i enjoy the excess amounts of time i have and it's rather pleasing to know that i'll potentially see over three years worth of shit in my time than the average bloke. i feel like a superior being. oh, but it is rather frustrating having to stay in bed for hours so as not to wake the family members up from ( Read more... )

a man wiser than myself once said "good music is all you need in a F-R-I-E-N-D...that and gas money" of course this wise man was giving me dating advice, the advice consisted of "don't go there, raise yr standards, homecoming queens have the best sexual experimentation romps" etc. this is also from the man who said "what good are people if you ( Read more... )

my insides ache like they're twisting in knots. as if i drank enough gasoline to fill the whole of my stomach and the fumes are eating away at the inner linings of my arteries and licking their way up my throat. i feel that i might vomit if only i'd eaten something earlier. i feel i may be dying and it might be nice if this were only linked to ( Read more... )

i walk aimlessly towards the abattoir which smiles menacingly and threatening, flaunting its intentions to swallow me whole and quite possibly vomit me back up into the world shortly thereafter as a wholly better person. i'm the abhorred abecedarian deteriorating from my morbid aberration. but even in these lackidaisical periods, i am capable of ( Read more... )

my organs, once again, are trying to overthrow me. plotting against me like Abdel Krim. my stomach twists itself into a beautifully tangled mess, a knot that would surely impress my doctors, one at the very least. an ablation of my organs would do me well, the subversive bastards. i believe they plan to sabotage my body and this becomes ( Read more... )

the sun burst through the fucking clouds like a goddamn sign from above and she parted her knees so that it might warm her. yes, yes surely he was jealous of the sun for her willingness to let it do so. no, wait, that isn't the sun tearing at her flesh, but the circus tent chemicals killing her with the same ease with which it kills the termites ( Read more... )

yes i am quite aware of my mortality. it's odd waking up sprawled like jesus feeling as though there's a great deal of pressure on yr chest pushing yr ribs against yr lungs, but this is beside the point...i wasn't talking about it in the sense of physically feeling like you may keel over at any second ( Read more... )

( tragically melodramatic pretentious psycho-babble, if you will )

i keep meeting these faceless people in places i either can't remember or, at the very least, choose to forget. and those who i already knew keep misplacing their names or perhaps it's more that i keep letting it slip from my memory. i'm not sure but i do believe they might find it to be offensive when i blurt out the name of another when i'm ( Read more... )

i'm lost in my own little world, slinking off into the darkness to commit crimes for which i may or may not be held accountable for.