It gets harder and harder, day by day. It is hard to actually confront what the real issue it. Deep within lies an issue. Whether it is guilt, shame, pride, or something else. Some days are better than others. Today is one of the others. A shadow just overwhelms me and takes over my being. My mood, my perception, my thought process, my outlook, ( Read more... )

It gets harder and harder, day by day. It is hard to actually confront what the real issue it. Deep within lies an issue. Whether it is guilt, shame, pride, or something else. Some days are better than others. Today is one of the others. A shadow just overwhelms me and takes over my being. My mood, my perception, my thought process, my outlook, ( Read more... )

i cannot remember the last time i thought it was important for me to sit down and write everything down. i do not remember the last time i was so unhappy. i keep telling myself that i have every thing in the world i could possibly ask for, but i feel so empty and hollow. empty. empty. empty. something is missing and i cannot seem to find what it is ( Read more... )

it's been real cloudy in my mind for the last couple of years.
glad i could come back to think and refocus.
really.
the one true escape.

life is complicated, or as christian would tell say, i make life more complicated ( Read more... )

im doing a small batch of my ever expanding dirty laundry. i haven't had time to wash anything and it's going to be a few hours before i go to work so i figure let's wash some socks and underwear for this weekend. as i load my dirty cloth into the machine i notice an 8-bit video arcade sound. something was familiar about those tinkering noises, ( Read more... )

i can't sleep. i know i used to "say" i can't sleep but lately i really can't. the night time just feels more alive to me. there isn't much that day time can offer me. although everything is dead at night, that is where i feel most comfortable.

being able to escape is more important now. more than it used to be; don't ask why.

cyberspace is flooded with heartbreak. a big chunk of peoples use of the internet is to fulfill some need to belong, to feel loved, to feel...anything. expressions of a love lost are abundant. the internet becomes a dumping ground for romantics ( Read more... )

there's nothing left for me to discover. even now, as i sit here writing these words there is doubt, uncertainty creeping in. maybe it's what they call a conscience, but i am unsure. lately, i have not been too sure about anything ( Read more... )

the world is spoiled. people are too used to having things done the way they expect them to ( Read more... )