Summer sunsets at 7:45pm

Burn in hell An end to your human experience is inevitable, but how you go and where you go is still up for debate. Does pain and pleasure really get triggered by the same censors? I’m not trying to raise hell like some cenobite but why does each extreme feel so extraordinary on opposing ends […]

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Waiting for my idols to die

As Saturday falls into Sunday I don’t want to be celebrated I want to be appreciated  I’m so anxious,  Millions of cells with a thought for each one  Who am I going to ruin my life over today And in what way And then I stop myself These were my younger years I don’t expect you […]

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No Anchors

I feel like sometimes life is full of tentacles and these tentacles are commitments that we attach ourselves to over time and throughout our lives. These attachments have the capability to weigh us down eventually. That’s every promise inked in blood, deeper and deeper into the mud you go. That’s not to say that all […]

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