Self-sabotage.  I’m doing it again.  Every time I think I’ve made far enough to dig myself out of my self-inflicted prison I inevitably do something stupid to fuck it up again.  I feel like an idiot.  And I’m still sinking.  No shocker there.  The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over expecting a deferent outcome.  I’ve been ( Read more... )

Open wide and suck me in.  Breathe deep that smell of failure in.
One gulp, two, take me down whole; dare not release till its swallowed all.

Open wide and help me drown.  Pull to the depths where chocking leaves no sound.
One lung, two, compressed in burning fire; dare you envy this encompassing ire.

Open wide and kill me now.  Spare me the constant ( Read more... )

‘Stuck Like Glue’ by Sugarland and DBSK’s ‘Balloons’, both make me grin from ear to ear.  There’s quirkiness about them that remind me of the simplicity and innocence of life.  And if you can listen to these songs and not crack the smallest of smiles, you my friend are either deft or damaged.

Some people are like Slinkies. Not really good for anything, but they bring a smile to your face when pushed down the stairs.

I would have to go with ‘Brick by Boring Brick’ from Paramore.  I am forever fantasizing about different worlds and sometimes it’s not so easy to come back to reality.