come on baby, don’t fear the reaper.– blue oyster cult
advice from a car insurance commercial.
be proactive. could life be any less cryptic? simplicity is a pain in the ass.
teeth like a traitor
ever have those moments when you step back from yourself and realize: “this is me.” you’ll keep growing, and adding. building up. but essentially, you have reached whole. the true you. the real me. it’s nice to feel happy. content.
and now i see flashes of the church. in the old hallway by the empty sunday...– i am happy
addict. addict. addict.
i hate waging wars against myself everyday. some days i want to reform everything and not just rampage through life. others, well, other days i couldn’t give a proper damn. i try and fix things. when i know i should sleep and not waste the “good ol’ days.” but its times like that when i feel most 2 dimensional; in the good way. where i know every part of myself, and can...