i've been particularly selfish lately-the past year or so- just a tiny spec on my lifeline. and it's the best thing i've ever done for myself. MYSELF, a word i didn't use a lot, at least without the words "I hate" in front. a hero is something i've dreamnt of being called. i see a damsel in distress and i run to her so fast that light has something ( Read more... )

( picture post! )

we rest our heads on each others shoulders as if they were cloud 9. as we admire a sea of colours above us, bright white flecks glow our faces but more charmingly our eyes. the moon and the sun and all the stars combined in his eyes... i'd stare into his world with open arms and an open heart all for him to share. an ideal view lay ahead me as if ( Read more... )

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A dedication, to someone who knows what it's like to be me ( Read more... )

somethings on my mind ( Read more... )

when you sit in my room and you play with my things and you admire my life i feel special. when i go to your broken home and walk through the bottles of whiskey and ash trays i feel lucky. when your dad yells at you for being a queer i feel sympathetic. when you talk about your mom doing heroin in front of you i feel grateful. when you roll up in ( Read more... )

a picture of some dude in Spitshine, those shirtless fucks. check out:
Miss M for the brushes, etc. I used for this piece
( photoshopped guitar )

I still see things fly past me with my peripheral vision, with every quick glance all my thoughts would be diverted to the mystery shadow, all music and dialog would be suddenly muted by my brain and I wonder why I think I'm crazy. I walk to Barnes & Nobel by myself now, judged by the thing in my nose and my beat up shoes, I must be another wannabe ( Read more... )

I wonder... what it would be like to be an aborted baby. When I think about it, I would have died before I was even born...
( abortion )