i'm staring at you. you don't realize it, but i am. your legs are crossed at the ankles and by your aimlessly wandering eyes i can tell you're bored with the magazine sitting on your lap. you've got this strange man beside you, who mumbles to himself now and again. you're annoyed, because you glance at him and shift uncomfortably in your seat ( Read more... )

over time, things lose their novelty. my birthday, for example - even christmas ( Read more... )

when she was 4 months of age, she thirsted for her mother's milk ( Read more... )

one hot, slow afternoon, bob met billy ( Read more... )

are you kidding me? cot damn, it's easy to lie sometimes. this isn't going to last long ( Read more... )

Honestly? Tell me what you see.

A dog with its head split open.

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Watchmen isn't mind-blowing, it's mind-blasting. HA HA ( Read more... )

it was true because i made it true. so maybe i haven't completely forgotten what it feels like to be around you, but things are better left alone sometimes. they say time heals all wounds, but i'm not quite sure i'd call this a wound. and it seems, time does eventually run out. we still shared - share - ...that which i guess i don't have a name ( Read more... )

this can't be good

talk about a misconception ( Read more... )

i hate all these songs that remind me of a past time. stirs something inside that makes me a bit ill. makes me feel a way i'd just rather forget about.

so much has changed in such a short period of time. it's unsettling in the boldest form.

fuck, i've just ran out of things to say..