Tag Archive | Saint Paul

3/16/17
Can’t we just learn to all love OR hate each other? Really, hate is such a strong word. Maybe we could all be indifferent and just entirely avoid each other. Sink into our own bubbles. Silence. Solitude. Coming from Minnesota, a concept like that seems so rude. So anti “nice”. Can’t even drive away without […]

2/2/17
Not really the type to just settle. Bedroom antics are one thing-we’re all animals with needs, after all. Savages until sunrise. No one really wants to wake-up next to a hyena full of guilt, ready to run quicker than the predecessor. All of us in the kingdom want some physical contact. It’s not human nature, […]

2/7/17
Can’t expect someone like me coming. And I expect someone like you to take off, running. If we can both be open to receiving love, then Let’s start off as friends, And see what that brings in the end.

2/10/17
Think you may be falling Think you think you’re falling too, No need to play the victim We can’t choose who we love, As much as you may want to pick it. Remain indifferent and understand what you’re being given. Just because biologically, we can’t create children, It should never limit our vision You are […]

1/6/17
Could you be mine? Would you even be mine? Is it even worth it, to try and cross that line? Assume, it could be great. All we both ever wanted. Could we even date? Did we already call it? Spoken like it’s set in stone, Friends is what we agreed on.

1/26/17
This is where we’re at – just look what happened. All of us sailing this shit-storm together, Mind as well act as a captain. Someone should stand-up. Too many people content with relaxing, While America’s stuck moving backwards. We are just letting it pass us. At this point, can we even catch up? Is it […]

2/13/17
Do you remember? That unusually warm December? Global warming inching, threatening to end it? Can’t run or hide from the truth inside Not when it’s this nice outside We’re alive for what it’s worth Mind as well enjoy our ticking time on this fading Earth

2/13/17
Still drunk and foolish Knowing each sips leads to thoughts more barren and fruitless Liquor therapy, dare I say, is, so useless I use it for this, For those words, The ones that just hang from my lips. So much better spoken through these here fingertips. Verbally witless, It’s easy to witness, Even gets easier […]