Pride and joy and greed and sex, that's what makes our town the best. Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street; and look at me, I'm in tatters. I've been battered, what does it matter? To live in this town you must be tough! You got rats on the west side and bed bugs uptown. What a mess. This town's in tatters, I've been shattered. My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Homesick.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Richmond, VA
As of today, May 20th, 2009, Virginia Commonwealth University has accepted me into their school of business. This is and probably will be one of the best days of my life.
I love Richmond because the people there are real, and people of this kind are something I can't find in Virginia Beach.
At the news of my acceptance, the missing piece of my puzzle lit the roses on fire. As far as I know, there are no real mistakes. I think he secretly wishes he were in wonderland, just as I do... and lately I truly believe I am. Maybe real life and fantasy have found synergy in my so called life... or maybe I'm just better off than I previously realized.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Drawing.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Scorpio
My ability to reflect my astrological sign to a tee is actually beginning to fuck with my head. Everything that the sign of the scorpio embodies seems to be myself in a nutshell.
The darker side of life intrigues them, and they're always ready to investigate. Scorpios simply never give up. They have tremendous staying power. They're not in the slightest intimidated by anybody or anything. Confrontations are not a problem. In fact, talk to any Scorpio about their lives, and you'll probably be in awe at all they've gone through. Trauma seems to follow them wherever they go. When Scorpio learns optimism, instead of expecting the worst, they'll find that they possess amazing regenerative powers -- the power to heal, create, and transform.
I need to get out of my house, I need to start being happy, and I need to learn optimism.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Cause these nights
i think maybe that i miss you in my living room
but we have much room, does anybody need that room?
because we all need a little more room to live.
Friday, May 1, 2009
You don't have to see me this way
because this way I'm okay.
oh love, when does this twisting end?
all I want to do is look at you and know I'm okay.
I'm walking backwards and looking down.
As is to my typical norm, I'm currently to high to try to call it a day.
It's chronic tunnel vision I'm suffering from,
and the only thing at the end of the tunnel is you.
I've got you to propel me, but I still need so much.
I still do love you, I always will love you, but I can't deal anymore.
Falling back down the rabbit hole. Fuck my life.
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