9/28/15

Source: 9/28/15

Man Up

When you know what you bring to the table, there is nothing bothersome about eating alone.

Let Go

Writers do not have to suffer for their stories.

Victim of Victory

I carry life and love and light with me, scratch the surface and you’ll see my fire. Victims don’t think that way, victors do.

St. Nick’s Naughty List

St. Nick was a boss. I much prefer this guy over black Friday madness and leaving out cookies that the dog will end up eating.

Bring Your Gift

our presence could be somebody else’s present.

I do, do you?

There’s a significant difference between what it means to “hold fast” and being in handcuffs. They’re both a tie, they both maintain a connection to something or someone else. The first is based on loyalty and what is good, whereas handcuffs are forced and resemble slavery. Ties can be made of steadfast hope like the […]

To my friend

Dammit I still miss you. Dammit I still miss you. It’s been short and it’s been so long. I can remember but not enough, what’s worse is I can’t forget your face and what was left of you as you laid there still and dead. My pointless memories are photographs and these two tattoos. […]

Today I don’t

Today I don’t love, myself that is. Today I’m frustrated, today I’m confused, today I seem to be going through some self-inflicted mental abuse. Today I feel as though I am mourning my body and it’s misuse. Today I can’t do this. Today I do not want a pep talk out of this unwelcome sorrow […]

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