Writing History

  • I think the past few years, I’ve been trying to search for something different. If I could define what it is that I’m looking for, I would. It’s a lot harder than what it is. I sometimes find what I’m looking for, except I don’t. What I tend to do is try and chase that… Read more

  • Days after looking up at the stars, I feel irrelevant. I feel so confused because it sort of bugs me that there’s so much potential life out there in any of the billions and billions of galaxies, and yet here we think we may be the only ones. You can count me as one of… Read more

  • I’ve done so much for myself, but why’s there always feeling like something else is missing? What could be missing for a motherfucker who has everything he’s ever wanted and more? What more does a dude have to do to feel complacent for just a little while? What does a motherfucker have to do not… Read more

  • Enough For Me There’s too much in my head; it gets a little overwhelming sometimes.  I often find myself crying it for help, but I feel I’m the only one who can save me.  This sounds ridiculous, since I know I can’t do all this on my own.  You’ve got the kind of look in… Read more

  • After all this time, you’d think maybe I’d be happier. I look at the guy on the other side of the mirror, and I can tell he wants something different than what he has. It’s one thing to be told you should want one thing, but only keep your attention focused on one thing. Thinking… Read more

  • Back when we’re young we either receive one of two lessons. One version is having your parents divorce and and another is having your parents stay together. I’m the latter. I think it impacts you in ways you don’t really pay attention to until you’re looking to get married yourself. I’ve read that there’s a… Read more