Today I looked back and saw the man I was. The pain I couldn’t see beyond. The ugliness and the evil, the absurdities and the hurt. It has been so long since I have posted here ( Read more... )

 
           I want out.  I want to escape this existence I have become trapped in.  I want the future we all dreamed was possible as children, and I want that future for my children.  I want to be free like no one has ever been free.

I wonder when things happened.  When did the masses give up on resisting the brainwashing?  When did the ( Read more... )

            The rain beat cold against my face, and darkness flooded in heavier than the water.  The sandbags soaked up the rain, and grew more cumbersome the longer the night drew on.  But the wall was almost complete, our home was nearly saved, and we were beginning to breathe easier.

The hill that our house backed up against on the ( Read more... )

    I feel sick.  A grief grips me that I do not know, a feeling I have never felt.  It swells, like vomit rising up my throat, burning and choking me.  Tears flood my eyes as I struggle desperately through this uncontrollable reflex ( Read more... )

I needed to say what I felt ( Read more... )

I think I figured out why my smile always looks so out of place...

I suddenly fear that everyone around me lacks any genuine qualities.  It seems that half of the time, we are who we are "suppose to be", and the other half we are rebelling far from it, the other extreme.

Do any of you even know who you are anymore?  What do you want from life, what do you desire from others?  What world do you want to live in?

Yet another hate letter for the collection....  Written by me, for Jason, from Destiny:

Jason,

At the difficult times in our lives, during the hardest of moments, we discover who our true friends are.  Those who are here for us, those who help us and guide us back to sanity.  During these times we also discover, however, the true nature of those we ( Read more... )

 
            The heat was getting to me.  That awful type of heat that wraps around you, slows your whole body, and to put it simply, makes you fucking miserable.

I was at work, one of those basic retail jobs you would expect to have air conditioning.  But we did not, or at least, not a working system.  We were the lowliest of the ( Read more... )

 
            I could have been something special.  A thought that we all wrestle with, the knowledge that we have not now, nor will we ever achieve the extraordinary.  I, like my father and his, will work away my life, and at best, enjoy a quiet retirement.

I am not a great warrior; I will not conquer my enemies or the globe.  I am not a ( Read more... )