Fill my days with useless things, surprised from time to time by the whims of fate, who seem only to grace me when i turn my face from them.
A depressingly successful line of thought for me over the years. I sure I'm not the only one. So I laugh at myself, and play the ass and enjoy. come join me in a rising laugh at me....
... aaahh that was refreshing.
At what point does irony turn into outright misfortune, at what point does the daily grind smooth out resolve and push dreams into the sand.
Enough of that, can't stay emotionally sober to long, might let something slip. My Ex used to pick on me for not being able to stay "serious" for more than 3 minutes. What she didn't see, for obvious reasons, is when I'd sit alone and think, then the brow furrows, and the memories mount. I guess there is more than one reason why she's an ex. When one spends much time alone and angry, the sight of loved ones is to be rejoiced.
730A_trixel_fem
for what's behind those eyes
oubliette
for your friend
for you *hug* and a whenever
for some things there is no recourse and no judgement too harsh.
A depressingly successful line of thought for me over the years. I sure I'm not the only one. So I laugh at myself, and play the ass and enjoy. come join me in a rising laugh at me....
... aaahh that was refreshing.
At what point does irony turn into outright misfortune, at what point does the daily grind smooth out resolve and push dreams into the sand.
Enough of that, can't stay emotionally sober to long, might let something slip. My Ex used to pick on me for not being able to stay "serious" for more than 3 minutes. What she didn't see, for obvious reasons, is when I'd sit alone and think, then the brow furrows, and the memories mount. I guess there is more than one reason why she's an ex. When one spends much time alone and angry, the sight of loved ones is to be rejoiced.
730A_trixel_fem
for what's behind those eyes
oubliette
for your friend
for you *hug* and a whenever
for some things there is no recourse and no judgement too harsh.
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'Some dark nights are for visiting, not for living in. but visit with all the power you can muster, and go home alone, and bitter and drunk, and love it.'
This is the nicest/strangest/most thoughtful/inspirational thing anyone has said to me for some time. I will carry it with me.
Although I'm inclined to think the night is only ever for visiting. The night belongs to vampires, owls and cats, and the rest of us just get to visit. At our own risk.
I'm feeling incredibly decadent and a little lonely right now. I'm not sure why. Here's hoping we have great Saturdays.