on meandering albatros stew.
halloween this year dosent seem like it will live up to the one i had last year.
im 50 lbs heavier and just cant seem to be able to tolarate the drunken stench of a #2 breathing close and danceing closer. the ritual is sound, but to what end? haveing seen the frenzied end-game the peaks become valleys. haveing given up the most important things in my life to persue the rabbit. a year later and im right back where i started. halloween is the turning point. im so sick of this goddamn wheel.
as high as ive been the sky is always higher. the stars just dead suns that have long scense consumed their spheres and sent a reflection of the good times here so we can envey alien death. haveing said this i cant wait to go to the wedding feast this time. maybe this time will be the last.
im 50 lbs heavier and just cant seem to be able to tolarate the drunken stench of a #2 breathing close and danceing closer. the ritual is sound, but to what end? haveing seen the frenzied end-game the peaks become valleys. haveing given up the most important things in my life to persue the rabbit. a year later and im right back where i started. halloween is the turning point. im so sick of this goddamn wheel.
as high as ive been the sky is always higher. the stars just dead suns that have long scense consumed their spheres and sent a reflection of the good times here so we can envey alien death. haveing said this i cant wait to go to the wedding feast this time. maybe this time will be the last.