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I’m not superstitious, just a little stitious. Goodness, that should be on a shirt. Probably is. Listen, this is weird. I write something...

Into knots I have tied myself, the anxious ball of gray matter has grasped the wheel. . Leaving me in this sweltering uncontrollable...

I never thought I would be here this soon and yet here I sit plowing through my hated and most toxic past at ease enough to create....

I drink I drink but never will I sink. Writer’s juice I call it, my inhibitions falling falling falling the pen and paper calling. So...

I get attached too easily and have to hold back my tongue from saying things that I know I feel but can never tell if you feel the same....

They say I should be scared of the commitment I am proposing. They say I should be scared of tying myself down with you alone. They say I...

It was far from traditional so fitting for us, love but you said yes. You picked it out yourself, and I had nothing fancy to say, but you...

I have a question to ask. It’s a simple binary. Yes or no. But I’ll admit, I prefer an affirmative. We used to shoot the shit, and talk...

Caged in four walls of skin, it is paper thin and can’t withhold what is in. It’s like a cage, or a prison that no one sees. I lay down...

I’m not superstitious, just a little stitious. Goodness, that should be on a shirt. Probably is. Listen, this is weird. I write something...

I’ll break it to you easy This is hell this is hell Literal hell. Your past has never left your side and you don’t seem to care that it’s...

Huginn and Muninn the eyes of the god watch the suns and stars arise in your eyes as the dawn welcomes the new day. Huginn and Muninn the...

is in your eyes, looking up at me from down there where you reside. Have you just learned this is how to achieve what you want? Or do you...

then I am just a guest living in the room poised high above the garage and no one else is near. If life is a house then who chose these...

none of this is real none of this is real none of this is real! I have to bellow against the voice in my head that demands dissonance. I...

I saw the look in your eyes when I told you. I still see it. It’s burned into my memory bin. It haunts me like a ghost without the ‘boo!’...

It never starts off this way but oh, how it ends every time, the same. Butterflies beat their wings against my cavernous interior. Just...

I was there when you left, ready and waiting like the proud gentleman that I am not. You looked lovely, beautiful art above the collar of...

All you did was simple; sought out your normal state albeit too quickly and that was enough. I can see it; your body turning itself...

You’ve played your hand and now my eyes are wide. Oh Pacific, I wish they weren’t. Once your thrall, once your lover, Now I am betrayed...