I would hold my breath beneath an infinite tunnel; cash out my checking account in coins and cast them into every cascading fountain I can find, catch ten thousand planes, and make one hundred different wishes to change the way I notice you. Because I wish it wasn’t such a reflex to catch you smile. I wish my neck wouldn’t obey my body’s impulsive pull to you; that my eyes...
It feels like no one is listening.
I'm sick and tired...
of being surrounded and misrepresented by idiots who’re just trying to get their dicks wet. I’m on a higher tip, trust, I’m just trying to get my heart wet.
Paradigm Shift. →
Seeing this makes me wonder why I ever stopped trying to speak in this medium by which we prove that Life is Art.
I still remember...
When instead of “liking” something, you left “E-Props.”
Not that I'm turning into a tree-hugging hippy or... →
But these actually look pretty bomb.
First story in 2 years...
So relieved. I hadn’t written anything new in so long, and I thought the balli robbed me of my skills. But my story was hella well received :] Ahhhh…. I’ll post it later.
Supposed to be..
Writing the rest of that short story I started, but instead, I’m finding out that How To Train A Dragon is freaking awesome. “Why read words about stuff, when you could just kill the stuff the words tell you about?”
We heard it on the news, even saw a few crazy pictures on Entensity. But it was just white noise in a world already humming a billion tunes at once. It’s funny; with all our advancements in technology, humankind’s reach boasted well beyond the stars, yet we could care less about what was happening in our own backyards. We lived in a precarious bubble peacefully nodding off in the eye...
The Artist Life
Awake at 4AM painting with eager keystrokes a world impossible ever to fully encapsulate.