fuck

its kinda funny how even when you give up, you can't really give up.

i know i should do something, but what is it?


well its off to work. i gotta brush my teef and put some pants on and get the fuck out.


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wish i knew why i'm haunted by certain things. they come in and they go out all day. the past has its way of slapping you and calling you a bitch, sometimes so subtley that it takes a minute to catch it.

not so productive day today. we were dead. lots of time to think.

love is a four letter word. it should be a vulgar word. cause i don't really think that we have the capability to fully understad the reasons we fall in love, continue to love, and seak it or understand it all.

so many people kill themselves because of this.

but back to this early mornings forethought was. i'm never going to be able to just give up. for me there will always be that glimmer. something just carried long enough for me to realize that i have to keep pushing. light at the end of the tunnel.