Jordhyn will be here in a day
holy crap!

Life is obviously going pretty decently for me then, eh?

(520) 236 4760

that is how you should contact me.

There is chaos within me
spreading from my chest
to where a womb would be.

It longs for me to give birth
to a dancing star
but
the question remains
a star of love
or hate
or merely violent apathy?

I'm not.
Dead that is.
Promise...

Anyways, school is fine, the army is fine, Jordhyn will be down in 5 days, Renee in 13. All is well in the world. Well, except for all the wars and the constant attempts of the arabic race to further the wheel of genocide that has rolled down through the centuries against my people.

Ahh well, boys will be boys.

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Hey you,
with the recently stretched ears
and the dark auburn hair
hey you
with your homogenous
mix
of hardcore, punk and indy
hey you
with the clothes
and the face
and the hands
and the bagels
Hey.
I love you.

Looking in the mirror,
I see that I have once again come full circle. Or perhaps
only 340 degrees.
With blue jeans, red suspenders
shaved head and a punk rock tee
I'm wearing leather boots
and holding a stiletto knife
and to be honest
I am not sure I like my reflection.

They lay entwined beneath a thin cotton sheet, the curves of their limbs distinguished but indiscernible from one another. A slight breeze blew the billowing green curtains into the room, to wrap beneath the bed and silently lift the bed into the air, to sail out the window ( Read more... )

"But psychoanalysis has taught that the dead; a dead parent, for example; can be more alive for us, more powerful, more scary, than the living. It is the question of ghosts."
-Derrida

Aint that the fucking truth kids?

Let us erect a new temple, a new idolization of man to follow ( Read more... )

Bleeding through ( Read more... )