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Jul 10, 2009 00:04

if i didnt know better i would say that my insides were rotting.

metaphorically of course.

seems like its been a long time since i've written anything coherent, or not coherent.

maybe thats the problem.

the duke hasn't called in awhile;

seems to have gone awol.

it was all an abyss. like lightning the build up wasn't worth the payoff.

those greasy money grubbing hands that bask in dirty sunlight.

"this lamp seems much to large."

___________

a foolish grin. these unsettling time bombs of nostalgia and depression.

where will they be found when im no longer above the mason-dixon?

___________

must remain positive. look forward. this is life. right now. in an instant.

time to cognitively start grasping for it. instead of watching from the sidelines like a fucking spectator.

this isn't soccer afterall.

with all the hope, the letdowns and the muerte.

shouldn't we have gone for the rental insurance?
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