i had this vivid dream a few minutes ago. it was pretty realistic and im already starting to forget some of the details of the picture. but i remember the dialogue well. 'my mother and i pulled up to a gas/coffee place and it seemed around dusk. we got out of the car and sat down on bar stools in front of the window. it looked like one of those gas ( Read more... )

so...this is like an update 'n stuff. and it might be long or it might not be. i just started writing it so i really can't tell what will happen in the end. i mean right now nothing important is popping into my head but as time goes on more ideas start flowing until i can reach a final conclusion as to what to write about. i mean, the ending really ( Read more... )

me lleva el o me lo llevo yo

my skin is singed but it heals my heart and with glowing pride i'll wear my scars

squeeze and feel the cracks that rush through me.

if i cant feel i cant get hurt.

if you feel me i will hurt you.

its the way it is.

take the mold into your hands.

nobody will ever know. linger in pensiveness. its the only safety.

gratification is irrelevant.

i dont contribute anything to others. i have no value or self worth.

i have self esteem issues

i have issues.