Lost Love Lust

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• synonomical possibility.

  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 [...]

• milesperhour.

  It’s 2 AM, and I’ve set my car at a cruising speed of 70 miles per hour. I begin to analyze my surroundings and realize that the highway I am speeding on is much like my life. I’ve been speeding for quite some time through it, and I think it just might be time to [...]

• C’est un monde très fou.

  Envelop yourself in your facade. Your wise words inapplicable to your own. Your beauty, holistic and nuclear. The faces, they stare. Oh and how you care. The one and only reject, hidden under the layers. Strong descriptors, you’ve been known to sorrow. Entering the second decade, close your eyes to see. A prickle of the [...]

• puppet shoes & lil wayne.

  This is me writing bad. Please ignore if you don’t like me rambling on about my bad day. Proceed to more profound and quality writing, NOW. The kind of day where getting out of bed seems like much of an effort bewilders me. Perhaps its the only day I wake up and truly see myself [...]