I'm sitting idle thinking of what to say.
Everything has deteriorated beyond recognition.
What is left is the soft breeze of a passing memory that was once,
something which I know is love.

To finish it off I had to tell the biggest and most hurtful lie,
so that it'll be easier for me to move along.

Come back.

Coffee is like a drug. Fights lead to excessive coffee drinking sessions accompanied by cigarettes. After awhile I feel like puking. But the cycle starts all over again. 

24 hour shifts are a real pain in the butt. Thank god for coffee.

Action, reaction. Chances are if you have a dick, you're an asshole. 

 

When I was young my mom used read to me this particular series of books titled

"Never Trust a Dragon". 

She always referred to me as the Dragon. 

I was six years old.

I looked at myself in the mirror today & told myself this is not the face of a twenty-three year old. 

My mobile's been ringing & beeping reminding me that it's my birthday today. But all I really wanna do is to wallow in self denial.  

I could use that time machine just about now.