December 2012
1 post
Givenchy
Is lame.
May 2012
1 post
April 2012
2 posts
A glance,
Nothing more than bait for a trance.
An innocent trick.
Who’s fault?
Who is to blame?
It must be her plan.
She waits to tell her stories,
I wait to hear them.
The solid barrier that is composed of the pure and solid,
impenetrable air keeps us from completing the evening’s task.
A quest at stand still.
What is my success rating?
Not good. But I’m okay with...
March 2012
4 posts
Winners & Lovers.
As always, Despite my fight,
Love perseveres.
Love wins.
Riverside Serenity.
There’s a certain kind of shelter in this place.
Through the years I’ve always come back. Whether it be by myself, or sharing it with loved ones. It brings a sense of calming. A sense of release. Remembering who I was the last time I was here. Reviewing what I’ve learned since then. How I’ve grown and how I’ve maintained my identity. Remained the same. Reminding...
They never tell you
about the evil side of love.
February 2012
7 posts
"They would not go anywhere."
Resist.
Please.
However,
Maybe it is I who doesn’t understand.
Maybe I never want to.
Well said,
Goodbye.
January 2012
4 posts
The moment arises
when you realize that they just don’t understand. [insert neutral expression]
The not-so-fine line between now and then.
But you can be damn sure...
& they are gone.
Every last one of them.
December 2011
2 posts
To see that smile.
Such a priviledge.
Such grace.
Such modesty.
...
Maybe, if I could be someone else.
Then maybe,
I could finally be someone else.
But, it doesn’t work.
Yet, it’s achieved.
It’s...
November 2011
18 posts
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11/11/11
Growing up I always had a fascination with number combinations. I cannot really give any valid reason to it other than the idea that I knew numbers were useful and interesting in some ways but I hadn’t quite learnt what they were yet. So all I had was fun combinations. To this day I still love working with numbers. So what better day of the century?
Fall is my favourite time of the year....
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Art
The emotional act of not impressing anyone.
But rather impressing yourself.
Imprinting your soul into the universe
No matter how hidden.
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October 2011
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Please, don't wake me up.
On this first night of sleep in a long time,
I dreamt of a cherished past,
I dreamt of a hopeful present,
And I dreamt of a happy future.
But then I woke up.
Please, let me sleep in that bliss, forever.
