June 2012
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There’s an old proverb that says, “if you walk down a path of vengeance then you dig two graves, one for your enemy and one for yourself.” You have to set out on a higher path I guess. That’s laughable at best for most people, including myself. It’s hard to see the world for what it really is. At least from my point of view. I’ve never had everything I wanted....
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Anonymous asked: How can you say that son confidently? You never know unless you try right?
May 2012
25 posts
Ya know comic books and graphic novels for me represent a window. A window that forces you to look at the human tragedy. You know that weight we all feel pilling up on our shoulders everyday. Getting heavier and heavier. I’ve been reading two comics where that is apparent in more ways than one. Legion Lost is the first I have come to realize represents the greatest of all lessons we need to...
And so in less than 24 hours. It’ll be all over. Grand.
That moment something inside me just died. That first time you ever saw me cry at least when I was sober. I cried in your chest. Wishing I could stand up and scream that I hated you… But you knew I couldn’t do that. It was that moment that I will always remember as the worst day of my life. So I’ll laugh while I can muster it up inside. I’m losing the happy go lucky...
Growling and footsteps are what I hear when I’m all alone in the dark as if some predator far more terrifying than anything I have laid eyes upon is waiting to strike. What’s it waiting for? Can it not sense I am alone? My guard would be nothing compare to the ferocious attack I envision. Tearing my meat from my bone to reveal I was nothing more than a self aware mammal. I peer into...
The hysterical laughing of a man who is insane. Let’s not say insane. He’s quite sane. He’s just so sane that it is surreal. The brain he possess moves so rapidly he can’t help but create games to play with others. Jokes, clues, riddles if you will. What is life but one big deceit after another? We grow up being told many lies. You can do anything you want. Anything is...
Long and hard has the journey down this endless road of bloodshed been. Although we long for peaceful coexistence we persecutee our enemy. Bind and gag them throw them in display as if to say to some other faction in infancy “think you can make it further?” we take their power, laugh at the mockery we made of them, then we build on their defeat as if to make a monument declaring we are...
Fuck my shoulder. I would seriously rather not have my left arm if it would help at this point..
Anonymous asked: Why did you give up?
Somethings. They are better left buried in the past. Yeah right. If I leave something unfinished and bury it deep into the darkness of my brain it will undoubtably come back… And tear me up even more so then it already has. You can hide a lot. In the end the past is a lot like living in New Orleans. If you bury your dead in the ground they won’t stay there for long. You have to face...
Enough time to drink with some people from work. Yet not enough time to see me. Think I see where this is going.
I’m outside. Staring at the stars. Looking up at the small beacon of lights and I realize. Without the ever so consuming darkness we call space that engulfs those tiny lights there would be no beauty. The thing that scares me the most, darkness, is the thing that makes the night sky that I love so much. Pausing in thought I look in front of me and I’m ten years old again making prayer...
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I keep looking for some kind of escape. A way to not look back. Something to dive into. Because I guess I would rather drown in the present over the past. Completely surrounding myself with things I like rather than what I love. Masking my sorrows with false passion. Showing up to work thirty minutes early meeting more of the new people having them ask “So what do you do for fun?”...
Anonymous asked: Are you going to "The Beatles: The Lost Concert" movie premier in a few weeks?
April 2012
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March 2012
93 posts
emilysmd:
Last nights conversation. I want it back. Forever.
jerseycitydevils:
letting go of people is such a major bummer.
to know that you’ve gone from friends to strangers with memories.
“‘cause I don’t want you to know where I am
‘cause then...”
“You might think I’m losing my mind,
But I will shy away from the...”
“Note to self, I miss you terribly.
This is what we call a tragedy.
Come back...”
“Two roads… split off from here,
and my life goes running in opposite...”
On the outside I look like I’m doing fine. On the inside I’m so fucking alone.
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