Friday, December 12

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it's been hard translating what
little brain activity
i have left into words.
The year's coming to a close yet again.
clink your glasses people.
hug your smelly pillows tight, give your mom a a big kiss.
tell those you love what you truly feel.
It's the last time this year you're ever gonna have a chance to.

s.h.y.m.l.



my bros band...

Wednesday, December 3

planted in the dark

Idiot Pilot. Awesome band.

Monday, December 1

i got your message....

I love you to bits but you got me in fits;
my own undoing, for reasons unknown.
Irrationalities... gnawing at my insides.

I can't tear my ears from out of my head,
as much as i want to gouge my eyes out,
the very thing I want,
is the very thing I can't have.