“I love depressed guys” the stripper said as she stared at the club’s ceiling and smoked her cigarette, “They’re good at sex.”“Well I’m not depressed and I’m good at sex” he said.She turned to look at him and blinked her eyes, “You live in a closet, smoke crack at dawn, and have a disease” sheContinue reading “Him: I love depressed guys”
In my years of living noticed that love is a wavering thing let’s fly while it’s high and smile at other times
Sometimes the feel of hurt tastes so sweet and it can be tasted by the tip of the tongue as if it was just yesterday when I found all reason in you; a low point, I know, to believe that that would do but it felt safe it felt like home amid the world ofContinue reading “Going on the same path, headed different directions”
It exists, this reality of riding on the back of a motorbike with someone intangible weaved of fabricated thoughts existing in the realm of dandelion puffs a belief that this is eternity that the purpose of life itself has been catered around simply holding you in my arms and that life is now complete there’sContinue reading “Zenith of all realities”
That makes things tolerable
that I don’t have anything meaningful in my life but these paintings
I was so hurt today I searched for a face; My lover had no face today
There are people who are holding it down, day after day. Comfortable in this foreseeable goal; go to sleep on time Work Be a good parent… To be an unstructured person, on the other hand; it wasn’t god’s gift. To be trained to follow rules makes you more structured. You got your rights and yourContinue reading “Unstructured life”
How do I make myself care more, just how?
A mini life goal is sort of complete; I finally had an awkward face to face small talk with an older man who was somewhat into me. Maybe small talks aren’t a big deal if you’re a regular chick who’s aware of the big picture. But for people like me who grew up with bigContinue reading “Mini life goal sort of complete”
Get a damn job, own a wife, make a little boy, grow a beard, you fcuking bastard, own the damn world and blow it all on a bad bet, settle down, way way way down and stay there, let moss grow all over you. That’s your future, it’s everybody’s njoy it loser.
Few years ago, I had a couple of white hairs Now, there’s a couple more My life is over.
I’ve been with five hundred guys mentally, but him; he’s been in at least four long term, live-in relationships since then. How can you even move on and do that same thing again, like even after two? And they look like the same exact people too. So strange. Well… actually, never mind.
Be somewhat upset. It’s ok. See those who are giving you a hard time as those who are teaching you
“Why are you a vegetarian?” He asked. “I don’t like the thought of animals suffering” I responded. “But animals were created by god to service us” he said softly. And we ate our meals silently, somewhere in the middle of passive thoughts.
How the hell does one do it? Age gracefully. How do you manage to spin and flow as you dive? As you die? How do you make the best out of winter? How do you cook food and manage kids? Slap on a smile around your family? Pretend to listen to your friends? Sacrifice theContinue reading “How the hell does one do it?”
There’s a period of joy, there’s a period of battle, there’s a want for silence. There’s silence; there’s want for joys and even battles. There’s joys, there’s want for battles. There’s battles, there’s want for silence. There’s silence There’s want for joys and even battles for god sakes.
Her life was getting miserable-r, just like anybody else’s, but while getting into that cavity that one falls into in the back of their minds; that cavity that makes everything a thousand times more horrible and painful; she had a thought– there were others too, just as miserable. They live perfect lives and always haveContinue reading “Three guys, all f’d Up”
Missing people when they’re right here Thoughts of missing people when they’re gone Memories of people and missing them Missing people when they’re right here Thoughts of missing people when they’re gone Missing what could have been Missing when there’s nothing really missing Missing people when they’re right here
It’s come down to a jungle, raft over river and thoughts about a boy that I like hanging out in the wild with my dear ones be it animals by my side this is how I wanna live life.
Guys, I have a hot new ride. It may not be Mercedes, Jaguar, or Porsche, but it gets me to the grocery store where I can buy a carton of almond milk and a box of cereal.