what a funny little man you are

with funny ideas. 

do you think that's really going to happen? do you even really want that to happen? really?

ok... so i lied.

but i'm okay with that. i've done it before and i enjoy that fact and that pastime in general, but that is not what this is about.

i lied. i'll try again.

perhaps with much more favorable results....

quitting...

baaaaah!!

that's it, i quit!!   

i'm sick of being on the line 

only to fall again and again

looking more and more ridiculous each time.

brooding on possibilities

this is interesting. 

very very interesting. 

all i can say

is that i hope it was me. 

god, i hope it was me.

engineering a nightmare

the terrible beast trembled and said,

"i am not made for this."

all-pro

another day

another fuck up.

damn i'm good at this.

i think i may have made a mistake

i think i may have made a mistake. 

why does this thought make me feel better?

                         

         where is the truth?

this is what it means to bleed...

so this is what it means to bleed, to feel like absolute scum.


                                                                                  i don't like it. not one bit.

for what it's worth, i am truly sorry.

              you deserve so much better than i could give you. 

please know this. remember it. 

as time floats so memories take root

i wish you remembered me... 

someday, maybe you will...

hola all

bang bang goes the gun, where the hell did that come from?