on powdered doughnuts
qoute. i don't like them. they leave a metallic taste in my mouth like the time i blew robo-cop. end qoute. hyphen. my friend Chuck.
the tide is changing and change must come either through the barrel of a gun or the invisible hand of separation. change must always be true and in this i fail daily.
my friend cannot help herself and for that i feel heavy at heart. the concrete is never as bright as when it grinds against your teeth and you realize the time has come.
i read christopher reeve died today and then received the news. i've never lost a close friend so i tried to stay indoors, but i had to leave before i made a scene.
"the whole world is yours. you get to try all of it." some parts i need more time to taste, not now.
(Chuck's fish, Inkwell)
the tide is changing and change must come either through the barrel of a gun or the invisible hand of separation. change must always be true and in this i fail daily.
my friend cannot help herself and for that i feel heavy at heart. the concrete is never as bright as when it grinds against your teeth and you realize the time has come.
i read christopher reeve died today and then received the news. i've never lost a close friend so i tried to stay indoors, but i had to leave before i made a scene.
"the whole world is yours. you get to try all of it." some parts i need more time to taste, not now.
(Chuck's fish, Inkwell)