May 2011
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I'm achy...
and lost… these bones feel rusty. They creak and moan shifting under the weight my body shakes. Time has been lost I feel crossed. Woke up dreaming again, wondering when time will feel mended again. There’s no telling.
Grizzly Bear - Foreground
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STOP: You're Trying Too Hard.
You’re good enough, I promise!
If you express joy, or grief, or empathy, you will still be a man (if that’s what you want to be).
You don’t have to be a man if that isn’t right for you.
Sure, there are men and women in the world, but there are also a million other genders. In fact, every person in the world has their own unique gender.
Just for today, try not to judge...
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Why is reciprocating a smile as you walk down the...
Ennui
änˈwē
noun a feeling of listlessness and dissatisfaction arising from a lack of occupation or excitement.
The perfect word for my current situation; stemming from…god knows what. But this, this feeling is devouring me. I can’t unblock my thoughts, my vision is crossed, my olfaction is deteriorated. It feels as if the world is spinning out beneath my feet and I can’t run fast...
April 2010
21 posts
To a friend, a lover, a child, a brother
Where did we go wrong? We had such prospect and an inseparable relationship that not even we could break apart. Yet somehow we faltered. Somehow we met our demise. I do not place fault over anyone’s head; it is as much me as it is you. Your friendship was, and will ever be, the most profound that I have ever experienced. You were there for me when there was no one else, you picked me up when...
Do you ever
LC: Do you ever walk around with your head hung so low that it is basically between your knees and all you can do is hope that the next time you look up you will catch yourself eye to eye with the black hollow barrel of glistening steel, held by the hand of a stranger? Today is one of those days. Today I wish somebody would just come along and make this process dissolve from the inside...leaving me blank eyed in the backlash of the flash.
Me: Every damn day of my life circa 1995. Not even kidding. Sometimes I wish that somebody was me.
Evolution of a Sunset
March 2010
23 posts
This epoch's weighing me down
The numbers peel off the face of the clock. The bitch winking everytime, too. I don’t want to sleep, but my job requires I rest at least enough to retain a happy, cognitive state. HAH! What a joke. It’s not a job, it’s incest. I pay them for four years of hell in return for a piece of paper detailing how well I’ve jerked and tugged the academia cock. I only lie here ...
A bite before bed
27.11.2009
Wow, overdramatic much? I realize that frustration was overwhelming, but I didn’t realize how disparaging my words were. Ouch. After being back for more than 24 hours, much of that has subsided. However, my stress has increased twofold! I’m now faced with an extremely daunting two weeks, the likes of which will very well crush my soul. Through all of this, I sit here...
I'm done playing this game. The System can go FUCK...
(via Michelle Brea -mute-)
“A veces, los gritos de impotencia se me incrustan en el cerebro. A veces, las miradas rígidas no me dejan respirar. A veces, los recuerdos amargos, tienen sabor. A veces, tengo que tragarme el miedo para no causar dolor. A veces, las palabras sinceras, los pensamientos no expresados, los movimientos no sincronizados, me lo dicen todo. A veces, mi...
