Defined as 'exceedingly idealistic; unrealistic and impractical.' It feels like a call to arms, a mission statement ( Read more... )

Midnight. I woke up to an empty house. He was sitting at the foot of my bed, staring down at his feet. He doesn't say much, but his presence always made more of statement than anything he said. I looked away as fast as I could and ran outside for a cigarette. But some people you just can't out run ( Read more... )

If you don't pay attention, I'll disappear on you.And wouldn't that be something. Oh, wait, it is something, something that happens all too often. And being invisible isn't all it's cracked up to be. Lurking only goes so far ( Read more... )

He slid the window up all the way, letting in a breeze that was a sharper cold than I had ever felt. It was the dead of winter, three-something in the morning, and the snow had just finally let up. The cold didn't seem to phase him at all. He was shivering, goose-bumps and all, but he didn't seem to notice. He just sat there smoking, staring up ( Read more... )

"I think I want to call someone ( Read more... )

The walls don't do a thing to conceal the screams, they pass through as easily as ghosts. Voices chasing after each other, booming like consecutive explosions. They want blood, crave violence; splitting skin, snapping bone, shattered cartilage ( Read more... )

Well, hey, do you do judo when they surround you?Something's clearly wrong. I can't sleep, and don't much want to. Getting frustrated at insomnia gets you nowhere, except maybe a few steps backward. I keep thinking about chemical imbalances, fancy names, doctors, and feelin' fine about feelin' "wrong." Which makes no sense, and perfect, all at ( Read more... )