drzaius_

I would love to have lived in the time of my grandfather. Fighting for indepndance, running from the Brits, present company accepted. Striving for a country of my own. A one, true, free Ireland!

"I wan't a perfect body, I wan't a perfect soul." -Radiohead
Thats how feel, you mo fos, which I doubt anyone cares a fudge

Maybe if I become a drunk that will give me some suibstance to my life, kinda like in "Leaving Las Vegas"?
Never actuially seen the movie, just the trailers

This place is just like high school. I sit back, chime in with my 2 cents, no one gives a fuck.

The world is ruled by pleasure. Not necessarially pleasure in the sexual sense, but in the everyday things that people do. A Buddhist monk can find pleasure in meditating, a sculptor finds pleasure in molding and shaping clay, a photographer in capturing the image of a beautiful landscape or a beautiful figure.
Life without pleasure is pointless.
I have no real pleasure in my life,...
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Fuck it all

There seems to be alot to be said for becoming a hermit or a drifter.

Why the fuck do I even bother posting journal entries?

I see my life as a pot of water. Waiting to boil, waiting for the molecules to get excited But I have no fire, no heat to start the reaction

"I guess she could sense my desperation. Course, its hard to hide a hard-on when your dressed like Minnie Pearl."-BHG

I miss the feeling of lying naked in bed with her. Pressed close to her flesh, feeling her warmth meld with mine. The closeness, the intimacy, the smell of her skin.

I still remember like it was yesterday. March 28th, around 5 in the afternoon.Hotel in Toronto.
She called my room, "Hi! I'm here!"
Me, "Hey! Im in room XXX."
My heart pounding like pneumatic sledgehammers.
God, to have seen her after 9 months I could barely contain myself, I have never felt so happy in my life