They say that the neurotic is the creative sort. lets see ( Read more... )

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They ask me what life is.
I look at them dumbly
and I think to myself
I don't know what life is.
hell
I'm only half through it.
I know what sex is
I know what hate is
I know what a ham sandwhich sounds like
looks like
But I don't ( Read more... )

mi corazon esta ardiendo,
pero no es importante;
mi alma no es.

There is nothing like it. The rain that comes down once on an april morning about 4am. It comes and in an effortless single sweep it washes all the sin away and for that solitary moment innocence is tangible once again. The penultimate spirit of the world is thriving within you and there's an indescribable peace permeating an otherwise hostile ( Read more... )

It's as if all the people and frustrations and corporate bullshit had balled up into some form of concrete agony from the midst of which sprang the fires and brimstones of hell. And in the ashes fell the credit cards and the car dealerships and the cafe down the street. Homes were burned next to mercedes' next to the cardboard box the homeless man ( Read more... )

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Best Night of work EVER last night. but, im at vision tonight, and Im dreading it. 12 hour shift.