Tonight I feel pretty good. There was a long time there, where some people were stalking me. Now it seems everything has dyed down and feeling a little safer. What to do to say, “Thank you” is pressing on my mind now? It only seems appropriate. Too bad, can’t really afford to do anything right… Continue reading Glowy
Author: Abigale
Crystal Meth
It concerns me how many people I’ve known that have got hooked on one type of drug or another. The really big problem is that people are missing the big picture. I’ve hung out sure. Mainly just knew people that already left the life. One person I talked to was explaining something I never heard… Continue reading Crystal Meth
Shadows
It’s hard to say how I feel today. When growing up, television, radio and culture finally opened up to my kind. The dark haired girl or the skawny guy finally tasted sucess. Even Sixteen Candles burned in everyone’s mind. Heros like scientists and nerds were finally execpted. Then by two thousands we aren’t human anymore.… Continue reading Shadows
Friends
Okay, sometimes I may come across as rude. If I see something out of place and it’s a friend of mine, they will find out from me. It seems the only right thing to do. Imagine, you are going to work. Walking into the office someone stops you and says, “Look down.” There is a… Continue reading Friends
Something to Ponder
Quite a long time ago, it was brought to my attention that other people could sometimes tell I was judging them. Oddly enough they thought they were the only ones doing the judging and took offense. This flies in the face of so many psychologists. According to the reflection principle, everyone assumes everyone else does… Continue reading Something to Ponder
Death
Do you really want to know what I think of magic? Do you? Well, it is not a tastefull answer, considering you might think me to be a practitioner of such. You see, when I was young Jesus or Christ whatever you want to call him let me down. The more I tried to believe… Continue reading Death
You All Suck
The problems you bring The lies that you sing The feeling that start When falling apart Your acting so just Your noone to trust It’s always the same Get someone to blame That girl is a mutt Let’s call her a slut Then turn it around To try and hold ground Burn all your bridges… Continue reading You All Suck
Without
My chipper approach on life has fallen short. There are all kind-of things to know the right answer to, but don’t really feel it. It might just be a shroud, cover in understanding that strangness means seperation and that not going along means insanity. Preaching how sex is enjoyable may be the worst of it… Continue reading Without
Disallusioned
So why does anything matter? Over a year ago all I wanted was enough money to live somewhere out in the woods far away from everything. Getting an Internet job would take care of my expenses and I would pay my taxes through the mail. It doesn’t matter what happens, nothing every lives up to… Continue reading Disallusioned
Hispanic
Okay, I got a PM on the forum, saying about contributing to a book about Latino Culture. It took awhile to come up with something, but then I thought about how people expect me to go over to the bilingual cue, because I’m bi-racial.