Tag Archive | girls
3/16/16
This is probably my last year alive. 2016. Let it be a good one. Quit dwelling on the girl that doesn’t love you and quit wasting time on the ones that do. They will take whatever bullshit I give so can’t be upset when I’m lonely, drained financially from picking up the tab and exhausted […]
Expressionism – Summer 2013
Somehow things got mis-communicated. Maybe it was because trying to pull words from stone is only plausible in fairy tales. Maybe I’m guilty of wearing by heart bare, From artery to artery, Action to action-hoping someone picks up vocal-less verbiage. Maybe you just don’t care. It’s honestly easier to blame me, at least that leaves […]
Expressionism – Purgatory – Winter 2012
Purgatory, the one place where everything feels despondent. Void of the pleasures, distractions and anguish. Blank white space. Vocal-less. Deaf. Mundane. Just floating. Pretending to exist. I can’t stand it, but I can’t stand to leave it, either. Real life contains the unknown, and that’s just as terrifying as anything. Women, conversations with them seem […]
Expressionism – Fall 2012
When I’m good, I’m great. When I’m bad, I’m awful. Enough life has been lived and many mistakes have been made. No need to keep piling problems. But I keep creating them. Mostly in my head. I’m just convincing enough to believe them. It’s almost too easy to blame them on women. Knowing they evoke […]
Expressionism – 10-29-13
No one needs to be fixed. Broken parts can be utilized more so than the IKEA provided ones. Those are all numbered, lettered, ordered, with no individuality. Everyone has that table, with those legs. Work with your broken parts. They add character. If anything, grab some WD-40 and give the squeaky wheels some oil. You’ll […]
Long Legs in the Twin Cities 