Friday, April 13, 2007

In No Particular Order

I want nothing to do with me. Absence makes this heart grow stronger. Lately my brain has been taking fiction, shaking it up, and turning it into fact. I can’t be alone with me. I'm pretty sure if you look close enough, you're going to be able to see the red ribbon trail of somberness leading the way through my eyes. This fabric(ation) is filled with such flaws. Watch as my mind is run over by the ambulance.

Todays date is so meaningful for once.

Try, Fail, Try, Fail, Lie, Flail, Try, Fail, Fail, Fail, Quit