Happy New Year, hope for the best… prepare for the worst.

I haven’t been alone on new years eve since I was a boy locked in a cell, it is the worst feeling and it was the only holiday I ever looked forward to. What is tradition if only while convenient. every tradition I ever had died this year, ending tonight. There will never be another tradition for as long as I live, mark my words.

The Lazy Boy Incident

To be honest, this is genuinely entertaining. I’m sitting in the comfortable chair, which is a recliner in an enclosed garage at this multi-story house party. I know quite a few people here, which makes me feel bad because most of them are fucked up. Some of them know me, and call me by name but I can’t for the life of me remember their names. Just kind gestures in a passive manner. I’m probably a little drunk, I stopped drinking
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My Preemptive Eulogy.

Sheltered, beneath the warmth of loves embrace, this world is not all that it appears to be. So many different shades of gray yet inside we are all still children. Not one of us truly wishes to grow up, for in our hearts we will live as children eternally. Life has a strange way of making us grow old; another responsibility leads to another failure. I sit here alone day in day out finding more and more ways to fight
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