Wednesday, July 24, 2013


The grass was a different color this morning. The fog was a different feel. Waking up in the lawn chair is where i dreamt i'd find myself as a kid. Dazed. I used my arm as a pillow last night. I never thought this would be my life. No mailbox. No mirrors. No toothpaste. No slacks. No sugar for my coffee. No. No. No. No good morning kiss? No. Dirty band-aids on my bestubbled head. They burn but so does the alcohol that lathers over my organs. Coming up with excuses so i don't have to see people. They would benevolently slit my throat if they could hear my thoughts.

Friday, April 12, 2013

"I don't know if i could be any more in love with you. This isn't your usual relationship and you're not the usual person. Little do i know i could be stepping into something dangerous. The farther and farther we go. Life is just easier when I'm with you. I've found that not much makes sense in this world and not a lot of things are worth my time and thought. But you make everything seem worth it. I hope this lasts forever because i really don't want to fall asleep next to anybody else."