A thoughtless outburst that is seldom rehearsed. Tiny projectiles that maim and hurt. Words said in anger are the worst.… more →
Ramblings & other Nonsencewrote 14 hours ago: A thoughtless outburst that is seldom rehearsed. Tiny projectiles that maim and hurt. Words said in … more →
wrote 1 day ago: Why does it have to be spiders, why couldn't it be follow the butterflies? … more →
wrote 1 day ago: You know work is slow when I start playing with the toys from lost and found … more →
wrote 1 day ago: My meekness is an image I choose to project. Its not a quality taught when you’re raised by a … more →
wrote 1 day ago: Do you really imagine I don’t see through your guise. Who’s really the fool for believin … more →
wrote 3 days ago: I’ve been in love, and I’ve been in lust. I’ve jumped head long, and enjoyed the r … more →
wrote 3 days ago: Into my brain pan I furiously hack. Searching for a stray thought in the proverbial hay stack. Gropi … more →
wrote 3 days ago: We all reach moments in our existence when we aren’t meant to get better. When we’ve don … more →
wrote 4 days ago: Standing in the sun is like being wrapped in joy. Its a feeling not easily described. Soaking in the … more →
wrote 4 days ago: Oh baby, when your crying, never hide your face from me. Take my hand and together we’ll drive … more →
wrote 4 days ago: Dust covered shoes traverse this Earth. Eyes cast down searching for god knows what. Stumbling throu … more →
wrote 6 days ago: In the corner of the garden grew the meekest of flowers. A tiny beauty with the sweetest of petals. … more →
wrote 6 days ago: Between the layers of my psyche there exists within me a duality. Two entities fighting for their ow … more →
wrote 1 week ago: Did you really expect to remain untarnished while groping around in the darkness. Aren’t you p … more →
wrote 1 week ago: He was of tiny mind, and tiny heart imagining his words liberated and helped, when in reality all th … more →
wrote 1 week ago: I’ve stared into the reflective glass, groped through the abyss, and seen a darkness not easil … more →
wrote 1 week ago: I wonder if you still sit on your roof when it rains. I wonder if you still count the stars and drea … more →
wrote 1 week ago: Its so sad to see you shuffling around like the walking dead. Smiling to my face while you dig your … more →
wrote 1 week ago: Over shadowed by loves distant echo unable to move forward. Trapped forever with your head over your … more →