Though it still rages, the heart is gradually losing. One day it is likely going to disappear. Attraction is quite a fickle thing, even though I don’t like to admit it. She’s pretty and weird, and I’m becoming curious.

not looking for sympathy or well wishes, as this is nothing serious, but i may be going under the knife tomorrow for some fixin’ of my body.  if i’m absent much, that’s because i’m probably in a lot of pain and have nothing funny to say tomorrow 🙂

My tongue has been cut out, and my fingertips broken…thus I’m out of inspiration to waste words anymore.  I wish I’d held onto a part of it so I’d maintain motivation, but I’ve let that fall through my cracked hands as well.  Now I’m left with faded thoughts of dreams that never happened, and events […]

I’ll be your karate kid and you can be my Cruel Summer.

I’m running on fumes, mentally.