Put your hand over the flame again- This time It won’t get burned. -Insanity I’ve only had one start to finish better day since I have been in Ohio than today. That day was the day that I met you. Since then, I have been, at your beck and call. And you know that you … Continue reading The Statue of Liberty
4:51 Post Meridiem Eastern Standard Time June Los Estados Unidos Earth Friday Tired Clueless Sick The two thousand and seventeenth year of our Lord Northern Hemisphere Mid West Early-ish Evening-ish Lonely-ish Bruised Fierce Frustrated Ohio 81 degrees -84.062692 longitude Beavercreek City The 9th of the month Crazed Confused Lost Sweet and thoughtfully selfish Is satisfaction … Continue reading Enter a plea of guilty
It’s not your fault, it’s mine. I never usually (probably hardly ever) act like this with anyone and I want to understand it but it doesn’t really matter after all… I just need to want something else, do something else, occupy my mind with something else other than… you. It’s not your problem, it’s mine. … Continue reading трезан песник
I tell myself shit like, self love is my only business but as you can clearly see, fuck me… I tell myself corny shit just so that my demons get to sleep My rhymes are doltish right now Just like you, fool My rhymes are obtuse right now and we all play so confused I tell myself … Continue reading Sanguineous Crust
I don’t want to talk about how sad I am, how forlorn, how empty, how pseudostrong, I’m using pseudo wrong, so I don’t want to discuss how you fill me when you feel me, how every second is infinity, where the cosmic quest’s objective is met, electric kiss of elusive kismet, so close to me, … Continue reading Anakin Skywalker
I never thought that I would miss your lying ass but I do a little bit. I miss going places with you and acting a complete ass and getting totally trashed and somehow knowing that I would make it home safely because of you. I miss the fact that you don’t mind being a freak … Continue reading Ruminated Rubbish
I hope that you never know what it feels like to not truly matter to anyone- At the moment I’m just throwing shit at the wall to see what sticks- Nothing does. I need a category for comfort Commit to one. Label me. I’m fine with nothing. Nothing is familiar. Say, you’re nothing to me. … Continue reading Empty Junk Drawer at a landfill near Yellow Springs
