Friday, January 20, 2012


An evaporate, that is what the four-chambered safehouse will become. Lost in its way through the thin air; turning back, only to become ash.


Clipped; rightfully or not, I wouldn't know.
I'm not supposed to. Ha.


Make life the outcome of bad decisions? allthedarntime? Opinions pasted on every post you want lean on. The everyones HAVE to have a say. It's going to be tough running away from any of this and the everyones.

Scary, like a plague. Eats the brain.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

There, I said it.

I am tired of all the addendums attached to every interaction or equation on this mighty planet. I could trade my fortunes to make it less clumsy!

It's not a good idea to get comfortable with anything or anyone here.