if you can't be with the one you love...

fuck the one you're with. dodo do do do do dodo.


uhm.

my insides feel like i did a million sit ups
literally
but i'm guessing there'll be no such reward
as tight abs

my head is thoroughly fucked.
not hurt but oh yes hurt.

do you ever feel like maybe you're doing something wrong?


this life thing ain't supposed to be so hard, is it? oh i guess i could not get in the pit not get in the car not throw myself headlong into everything i do but what would be the point? the best i get is high from the rush that feeling that i'm alive and great stories to tell our grandkids. the worst i get is a black eye bruised ribs and a broken heart.

is this payback time?

my mother my sister my father say slow down but none of them are one of us. you know who you are.


the love of my life once said to me: "you like to feel like you're falling off the edge of the world"
i said "i do?"

he said, "you must. you do it to yourself all the time."