Even the broken can be whole.
Even the strong weep silently.
Even the heartless can have soul.
Even the wise speak quietly.
Even the weak find their role.
Even the calm think violently.
Even the free seek control.
Even the proud walk entirely.
Even the fire burns the coal.
Even the tree stands defiantly.
A man who enjoys a beautiful face, enjoys a good conversation also.
I’ve got two eyes, and two ears.
A misunderstanding is best understood, in silence.
A voice is better heard through the mind.
A thought is best spoken through reality.
I’ve got two thoughts, and two opinions.
A life is best lived through dreams.
A touch is better given through feeling.
A [...]
Putting salt in your coffee is like being high on a sunday.
They simply don’t go together.
I arrived home at approximately twenty minutes after 1.
My phone rang as I lit my cigarette.
I ignored the call. It was thursday. One of the 6 days I gave a fuck less about my mobile device.
I light my cigarette with [...]
I light my cigarette.
Yes, my cigarette. I’m a godamn artist. Not a soy popping premadonna.
Even the smoke that floats upward from my cigarette is healthier than the thoughts I’ve been having lately.
My experiences are creating a mentality I’m actually beginning to enjoy.
You might wonder what this mentality implies, and I might in fact inform you.
Or [...]
