sleptfordays

Somewhere along the way I became a broken person.

just finished my japanese final. Time to work on poetry.

I miss being able to pretend that she was mine.


Lonely road
By Bryan Baca

Our love was the kind of love that happens when a man meets his match in soul, in mind, and in sanity. Our relationship had died long before you left me. The hapless necromancer that I am couldnt help trying to whip a heartbeat back into that festered equine.

It...
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considering it's been two years since my last update i'm guessing that apologizing and saying i was busy isn't going to cut it..

i know i've always had it. i know i've noticed it before. and i know i mightve known before this instant.
but (and yes i know that i've started to consecutive sentences with interjection but i dont care (really, i dont)(i swear)(plus that's one mircale that stream of consciousness allows)) before this second it has never been so blaringly apparent that i have one inverted...
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dumped her. pining for the other...
such an original predicament

fuckifino.
Life holds your phone calls for naptime, and emotional baggage for finals week. Confusion is not something i want to be feeling while trying to memorize the characteristics of the major terrestrial biomes.
and here's the obligatory lovelife rant that brought me the energy to actually fucking Blog. The girl I'm talking to, my official unofficial, asked if i would marry her eventually (say...
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fuckifino.
Life holds your phone calls for naptime, and emotional baggage for finals week. Confusion is not something i want to be feeling while trying to memorize the characteristics of the major terrestrial biomes.
and here's the obligatory lovelife rant that brought me the energy to actually fucking Blog. The girl I'm talking to, my official unofficial, asked if i would marry her eventually (say...
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go to school, get a degree, work a job, pop out a couple of kids, maybe have a few barbecues. that can't be IT, can it? it's supposed to add up to something more, i know it has to, i can feel it.
a society that becomes focused on the superficial is more or less on it's way out. we're already toast, and we don't...
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