grimjack

OK...the serious boozing from the past three days is still taking its toll on my fucked body (read previous journal entry). Im just hurting like a 16 year old off of his first party keg. Ugh...

In other news...well, there isnt any other news, to be completely honest. I havent been doing much save for playing music, loading the iPod, and watching Netflix movies. Yeah, im fucking exciting arent I?

Allright...on second thought, Ill pop up some of my writing from years past. let me know what you think...or dont.

CONTROLLING
8-23-98


ONE MELANCOLY THOUGHT, DOUBLED, TRIPLED
THROUGHOUT THE OTHER COUNTLESS THOUGHTS
CENTERED WITHIN MY OWN MIND.

A CARELESS WORD, AN ACTION NOT THOUGHT OUT
IN ADVANCE...
CAUSING PAIN, GRIEF, ANIMOSITY, AND SOMETIMES HATRED.

A SERIES OF EVENTS, COALESCING INTO A MORE
PROMINENT LEVEL OF INDECISION...INDIFFERENCE,
AND LACKOF EMOTION.

THE TURNABOUT INTRUDER WTIHIN YOUR OWN MIND,
CAUSING THE CONFUSION, LEADING TO DEPERATION.
ASSUING A POSITION OF DOMINANCE WITHIN ONES
OWN PSYCHE...A PERSONS OWN MIND.

A CORRUPTED PERVERSION OF A SELF MADE REAILTY.
A LIFE FILLED WITH TURMOIL, LONLINESS AND DEPERARITY.
A KIND OF LIVING DEATH, WITHOUT YOUR CONSENT,
WITHOUT YOUR CONTROL