Tuesday, March 30, 2010

And what if this feeling never leaves, then do I just settle down?

Empedocles

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Wake up.

Apollodorus

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Comfort in my own skin.

I feel fucking good.

Sometimes I jumble so many thoughts I forget to flush.

Sorry you had to experience that first hand,

Grandpa.

Apollodorus

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Walking is similar to living life.
Looking up, foreseeing the obstacles to come.
Looking down, dealing with the obstacles right in front of you.

I used to miss the me i used to be.
I just looked outside my window and noticed a thick fog.
Irony.

http://peanutbutterplatypus.tumblr.com/

Apollodorus

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Letters coming in, my future seems set.

I'm currently deciding what to put in that box - what I'm taking with me; and what I will leave behind.

Empedocles

Sunday, March 14, 2010

You shatter every little piece of me -





and then some.

Empedocles