Friday, September 21, 2012

Flaccid

I find that I have less and less connection to what makes up this world as every day passes. I don't feel pity, pain, insult, humor. I look into the eyes of the people and see black holes. Lifeless mannequins.

I sometimes loose the definition of reality.

I know it's the pressure from going downhill academically since this semester started... I'm so fucked if I don't move my ass back into gear.

Wish me luck.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

[EDIT]

In some moments of clarification, you understand in perfect harmony the reason and purpose of what is being denied of you. I am not talking about reaching a god.

I am talking about reaching peace with yourself. When the inner you is the outer you and both are happy.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

You can't really get rid of that stink I know


Some think they are high and mighty because they act that way. 

I have one question for you people:

What the fuck are you smoking? Wood paste? 

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

balloon

It's sad to think you'll never be mine, it's even sadder to realize I knew it all the time.