Thursday, January 12, 2012
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
And you’re dwelling in the wake.
Earnest lovers have died and
Ghosts you cannot quite see,
Though you’d like to.
They are very sad, these and other losses.
All lost to the ever ready battery of time.
Serving a purpose for nothing except
This ripping of years that bends your spine
And breaks your mind.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
I made several resolutions: one is to take poorer care of my teeth and another is let my body hygiene go to hell. Another is to dress more in rags and to take no interest in my appearance. Another is to let my mental state deteriorate and to lose my job. finally I want to be as cross and ugly as I can be with family and friends. It seems like everybody breaks their resolutions so this way it'll be good if I break them; just a way of improving myself.