here's a thought: i work in a factory(basicly). it seems to me that is what my life has become. a factory. i punch in, go through the same shit i've gone through the day before and then clock out when my head hits the pillow. going through the same feelings, conversations and breakdowns. and well, i just quit the factory. how you doin ( Read more... )

sargent angilo and a fresh from arson rookie stepped onto the scene, the m.e. was already there, looking at the body while the police photographer was trying to get as many angles as he could. the odd thing, thought angilo was that everyone there seemed really disturbed. these were all season professionals of the homicide devision who have seen the ( Read more... )

......i lost it all.

why did i do what i did?

the truth is i'm a bad person. you can rationlize it anyway you want but that's the truth.

i didn't know how i was supposed to act so i acted.

but i'm still a bad person. sorry to break it to you. say what you want, and i'm sure people will, but there it is.

i'm so sorry. to everyone and everything. i'm sorry.

this is a message and you know who you are ( Read more... )

i always thought that with a name like baxter i would be an exceptional painter. being that it's a odd name that invites children to tease you and that it was your parents idea of give you a moniker in which to make life harder, because it isn't hard enough. either way i thought "my parents hate me" and/or "the other kids think i'm wierd". which ( Read more... )

letting this brush dry, letting that brush dry. they've all gone and ( Read more... )

vous obtiendrez à cette plage, où jamais elle peut être.

i have never felt so much like a child in my life.

so i have this idea, i'm going to try it out. i think it'd be cool if others tried it as well ( Read more... )