"And who can say that I've been changed for the better"
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Ohnoes!
I can't really grasp the concept that I'm growing up.
Why can't I dress up everyday?
Why can't I talk with a fake accent for a week?
Why can't I have epic battles on the monkey bars until sunset?
Oh.. Right.. I have this thing called a job and responsibilities.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Merde
I was trying to explain to Dallas last night about how night shifts are always extremely slow, or extremely busy, there's no middle ground to stand on. Either it's so slow that you get to go home early and be happy, or it's so busy that you consider throwing knives at people.
And this translates to how I've been living my life lately. The last two weeks has been busy, loss of sanity.. that whole thing. Two weeks ago however? Well, it was amazing to say the least.
You know when your hands are really cold, so you put hot water on them, and it's so painful?
That's what I'm feeling when I'm going from extreme to extreme.
I want my middle ground to stand on.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Not good.
I feel so small, like a child.
My body is slowly imploding on itself.
This time next week I'll be nothing more than a tiny bit of rubble. Shreds of what I used to be.
I can't shake these terrible feelings inside of me. I thought I finally got rid of them years ago when Matear and I had the first of many afternoon chats.
What goes around comes around.
What goes up must come down.
My body is slowly imploding on itself.
This time next week I'll be nothing more than a tiny bit of rubble. Shreds of what I used to be.
I can't shake these terrible feelings inside of me. I thought I finally got rid of them years ago when Matear and I had the first of many afternoon chats.
What goes around comes around.
What goes up must come down.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Disappear you egg.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Under the bedsheets...
I dreamed a dream.
You and I were lying in a glass boat in the middle of the ocean. The glass made it feel like we were just resting on top of the black water, just mindlessly floating into nothing.
The stars above were shining vividly and moving to the rhythm of our singular heart beat.
We didn't say a word, there was no need for it.
We were there together, that is all we need.
You and I were lying in a glass boat in the middle of the ocean. The glass made it feel like we were just resting on top of the black water, just mindlessly floating into nothing.
The stars above were shining vividly and moving to the rhythm of our singular heart beat.
We didn't say a word, there was no need for it.
We were there together, that is all we need.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Partial Sonnet
Your goal in life is to amaze.
You turn my water into wine,
By candlelight as we both dine.
As mere hours turn into days.
Later on we are skin to skin,
I can hear your heart beat through bone.
You are my perfect metronome.
My mouth is stretched into a grin.
I'll show you how, you mean to me,
And how I know we're meant to be.
By candlelight as we both dine.
As mere hours turn into days.
Later on we are skin to skin,
I can hear your heart beat through bone.
You are my perfect metronome.
My mouth is stretched into a grin.
I'll show you how, you mean to me,
And how I know we're meant to be.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Tuesdays with Morrie
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Today's Nature Shot
Temptation called
Temptation called Sunday night. T wanted to wish me a happy birthday, and see if I wanted a ride home from my drunken festivities (and get a little something-something). Oh, T How your low purring voice sends shivers through my body. What I would give to have you throw me on a bed and have your way with me.
However, I had to decline your offer. During this 2 minute phone call, I happened to be standing next to The One. And no amount of pleasure could make me leave that night.
However, I had to decline your offer. During this 2 minute phone call, I happened to be standing next to The One. And no amount of pleasure could make me leave that night.
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