It’s a trap. All of it. Smile anyway. You’re beautiful. Look crazy. So What? Be. Let go. Find me. It’s all rigged. A game. Smile anyway.… Read more “Reminder”
From The Desk of Pixie Prince: The Journal.
At first I thought This is impossible How could there be a replica of me that lives outside my body? How could he want the exact same… Read more “Veneer”
Drinking and thinking while I sit and deal with the fact that I am not where I want to be tonight Feeling and wishing that you would… Read more “Pills”
When the deepest part of the darkest sea rides the wind into the sky and in a split second swirl plummets down in a bulbous wave crashing… Read more “Special Shade of Blue”
You little shit. Don’t you know what this is? I see you, I feel you, I need you And quite frankly I think that I might, ahem,… Read more “Dear Everything”