Friday, October 28, 2011


Sitting at the bar.
Drinking until life stops replaying through my head.
Drinking until your bullshit stops throbbing in my temples.
Drinking until I don't feel those few moments where you are magical.
Drinking until the tears dissipate.
I'm almost there -

Then stumbling home, and wishing tomorrow would never come.

From one loser to the next.
Why not.
It suits me.

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Thursday, October 6, 2011


I used to believe my greatest fear in life would always be looking back with my last breath and realizing that I was always the same everyday of my life.

In response to that fear, I push myself to change daily, to be exciting.

Now the thought is creeping in, what if in my last moments, I look back and realize that in all this changing, I still never discover the 'me' that I can be happy with?

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