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Monday, May 23, 2011

there's nothing to rely on, let's skip to the end


Sunday, May 22, 2011

we're keeping busy, yeah we're bleeding stones
with our machinations and palindromes.
anything but hear the voice
that says we're basically alone.
Awareness fell on me
I felt my ribs
I'm mud, I'm mud

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces, daily races
going nowhere, going nowhere

Sunday, May 15, 2011

for once i was honest about how much i lie

Friday, May 13, 2011

i give up
"Who will save me from existence? It isn’t death that I want, or life"
Je m'oublie

Monday, May 09, 2011

i die
a lot.
but never quite the way
i want to

Sunday, May 08, 2011

you love what destroys you cause it’s all you have, like in an abusive relationship. you love it. you humanize it.

it’s a lie. it’s an excuse. it’s not my identity, it just claims to be. maybe there’s nothing else. the only possibility is to wait for the void and try and fill it once it’s there. and i don’t think that’s doable.

they should understand that. happiness is impossible. you’re trying to get somewhere you know you won’t get to, and to do that you’ll have to sacrifice the one thing you can hold on to, the one thing you love.

at least it doesn’t lie to me. it is what it is.
We had survived to turn on the history channel and ask our esteemed panel "why are we alive?" and here’s how they replied, "you’re what happens when two substances collide and by all accounts you really should’ve died…"