To whom it may disturb:

EDG3WY?Z — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 12:13:12 +0000

If you’ve ever felt the tide of of unrestrained indifferenc wash away at your footprints, this is a map for the has been. The never have been as it happens.

As it happens, and as I’ll see it out, the cold unwavering hand of I don’t care where it lands guides the play of fate forced upon me; the dilemma of free will when you can’t afford to bargain with choice.

It was a wrongdoing that started it.

EDG3WY?Z — Thu, 22 Jan 2009 21:38:53 +0000

But people make mistakes. People are mistaken, sometimes for their mistakes. And sometimes mistakes mistake people for having made them. I like to believe I’ve mistook my case for the latter.

Now that I’ve thoroughly convoluted any glimmering speck of clear communication, without equivocation, the daily documention of a vain reflection and inspection of my veins – in the name of introspection, not confessions to be feigned – remains to be gained.

wow, im gay.

I lost a bet to myself. I owe my inner monolouge vocal lessons so i don’t end up sounding like Shakesqueer.

Big words - and small difficult ones

To whom it may disturb:

It was a wrongdoing that started it.