Words flow Faster when You need Them slow And slower When you Need them Most. ****** I am a collection of Half written stories that Could've been decent yet The expectation falls flat. I am a whirl wind made Screaming nonsense in the dark. Voids with silence scream back: "You'll never leave your … Continue reading Angst Poems.
Woah, I'm so tired. Today was my first day of work, that's why this post is coming out so late. The job isn't hard (it's a pizza place and I work front of house so I just flirt all day) but when I have my swings I can't sleep at all, and God Bless BP2 … Continue reading Wiped.
Shit I don't know if I believe in signs but hot damn the first 24 hours of this attempt at sobriety have ruled. In the last 24 hours I have: Been offered to get smoked out by strangers Been given 2 slices of primo free pizza Found a free joint Got 12 hours of sleep on a normal sleep … Continue reading Day 1.
So I'm starting a new journey today. Sobriety. Fuck, right? I went a little too hard last night and woke up with that sick feeling in my stomach that you can only get when your subconscious knows you made a fool out of yourself. I spent wayy to much money, fucked up a sure thing … Continue reading The Long Journey.
Woof. This down swing has been rough. My motivation is shot, my energy levels are below zero (woke up past 4pm for the third day in a row today whoop whoop my life is falling apart) and I can't find it in myself to be even remotely interested in the women my friends are trying … Continue reading U.S.S. Serotonin Sinks.
Last night there was a real moment when I thought my best friend was going to die. So I've got a dog, his name is Corky, he's a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, and he is almost 14 years old. Last night, while I was at the lake swimming and feeling young, fresh, and free, he got … Continue reading Fuck.
Today I went out of my comfort zone. When I'm having my low swings I usually find myself reclused in my room, smoking heavily or watching absurd amounts of Netflix, but today I accepted an offer to join some friends at the lake front for some beers and a quick swim. I don't like open … Continue reading Lake Shore Symphony.
Words leave space for actions to snuggle up to. Mending bridges with stucco phrases 'I'm sorry' 'I'll change' 'You know me' Weaving stitches made from hollow idioms To suture wounds left from six second sentences, no one ever 'means' it. *** Loneliness leads a life That looks a lot like love. *** We all want … Continue reading Train Ride Poems.
So I'm sliding back into the ~DaTiNg WorLd~ and woah I forgot how much this sucks. Well, let me back track a bit. I recently ended a relationship that, I believe, was incredibly unhealthy. Personality wise we clicked more than anyone I've ever been with and she truly was- and is, she's still alive- a sweet … Continue reading Dating.
Shit. I am so hungover. Third day in a row of binge drinking because peEr pRessURe. Or at least it's easier to say that's why than to address the actual reason why. I've got an audition at 7:30 and I haven't even printed off my resume yet, which is super awesome. I'm not that stressed about … Continue reading Hungover.