poetic Choke on your shallow pride drown in your deep conceit cry lonely tears grow on your misery why try so hard to make a difference when in the end, we’ll all be dead the reason why, we try and try is because we can’t give up five minutes before the miracle what if in… Continue reading Already Dead
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Fat ‘Lympics
lets go to the fat Olymipics Watch the hundred meter heartattacks in twenty five minutes Count the judges that nervous break on the fat walk
A Random Rant
My aunt cares about me… And it hurts me to know that. I see her once or twice a year… But she sends me letters every once in a while. This last one made me cry… All it said was “Don’t listen to everyone else. You’re doing well. Love, Aunt Verna”
Jasmine and Talena; Or Should We Say Morgan
She lay with her arms wrapped around this girl, they were laying there in a silence that could sucumb to win her, but she broke with with fingers across skin.
I’ll Kill Again Chapter 5
Billy decided that he could best spend his Saturday morning catching frogs in the creek outside of town. He usually went fishing with his dad on Saturday’s but dad was out of town this weekend.
Nothing. Just typing.
I’m sick as fuck and I figured I would just type up a whole entry about… well, something. Here’s goes. I was talking to Ian the other day, and somehow the topic of suicide came up. He had asked me if I had ever attempted to kill myself.
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You know, I would like to share something my Mother once said to me. “You know, you are only hurting yourself. If you want to kill yourself, just do it. Eventually we will get over it. It would almost be better if you did, so I would not have to waste all this time worrying… Continue reading Put the