It was about mid May a few years ago. I can’t exactly remember. My girlfriend and I had gone out to dinner at our favorite resuraunt. The evening was going great. I was thinking I might get some action that night. Little did I know it wasn’t the action I wanted. Typical ending to a… Continue reading Alive, but not for long: pt1
Tag: fresh air
primera crucifera
i believe in anything that can destroy my everything i possess,that i have, that i seek,of which & what i speak
calm exstasy
i hear the pounding of my heart as it beats against the inside of my chest. almost enough to drive one mad, i would say. i quietly pull open my window. the night’s scent is that of fresh air and wet grass… its sounds are of crickets, night-birds, and distant cars. i jump down the… Continue reading calm exstasy
i need..some MORE..help..-__-
Um..hi agian,ya well..might as well get to the point.My mother tells me that i dont have “Dperession” but..in my eyes,i do,she keeps telling me to go out and be with my friends..and get fresh air,but really,all id like to do is sit in side and type on this damn computer!
my poetic disease
The fresh air….. the traffic noise…. My deep breaths silence……..