imagine you are a light bulb. how many guys will it take for you to finally get screwed?
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imagine you are a light bulb. how many guys will it take for you to finally get screwed?
I'm pretty sure my spirit animal is a quesadilla
9.8.13. Bad Decisions.
Sometimes I think I'm smart
And then I remind myself
That I'm probably only still here
Because of all my bad decisions
8.28.13. Fourteen Words
Search for a face in the crowds. I assure you you will not succeed.
Time's Feet [Prose]
Time escaped as my fingers aged and my mind waned. I could see time dancing rhythmically into the distance, just enough out of reach, but close enough to remember when it was closer. Time left footprints in my path the way I do in sand: soft, unplanned, even, and fading in the tide. Waves came and took away those prints, and I used to think a lot of it. I would be so angry, in the time that time was not my friend, that my memories were memories at all, and that all moments could not infinitely exist as I felt I did.
That was when time was not my friend. Though now that time is far enough away that I have not seen it in a while, I have glanced up in hope and in reason. I am grateful for those waves, gently washing away time’s footprints. For now, I can see the sand as my own, and plant my own prints, and they can be as lilting as if in sand or as permanent as they were in concrete. What shall I choose, I know that no matter what, these prints belong to me. These prints are not of time.
These prints are my own.
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Sometimes you need to (Please notice me, just this once) Read between the lines
I think you need to move to a more subtle addiction. Like cocaine.
Jordan on my alcohol addiction