convenience

my mind finds itself creative on tuesdays and wednesdays.

troubled waters

flashbacks.images.memory.

allthatwhatwasonceinyourmindwillforeverbeportrayedinfrontofyoureyes.

seeing what is supposed to be unseen.

over and over again

being played like a movie...

i.regret.seeing.what.i.saw.

L.E.S. artistes

stress.
the epitome of a knot in my stomach
that grows its own tangled 
rain forest that will 
slowly 
ravage 
my body 
and flow through my veins and become 
my thoughts. 
i feel that soon its vines will creep 
out of my ears and overtake my body 
completely.  
it is a way of life, 
is it not? 
people can only function by having 
this jungle of stress wrapped in 
their body, in which conveys 
their emotions, sexual desires, 
maybe even unconscious.  
stress..
it jabs away and 
away. 
eating slowly at who you are 
and what you will become. 
empowering itself for one selfish notion.  no concept of simplicity.
sitting on a rooftop 
watching the sunset with a blanket around you and a warm cup of 
ecstasy 
in your palms 
does not exist.

relevance v. idiocracy

can someone please tell me what the relevance of online traffic school is. it is very frustrating when in the process of it, suddenly you are kicked out or somehow something went wrong and you paid your 19.95 for nothing. WTF. so irritating. and what the fuck is the relevance. most of the time the questions and quizzes have nothing to do with actual traffic awareness. why am i doing this again? ah yes, so my car insurance doesn't rape my poor college student bum.  
so over having a car in san francisco, but so not willing to take public transportation everywhere.

cheers to comment pages and contact emails. you will have my vengeance.

majesty, snow bird

I don't understand how someone's voice can be so beautiful. It honestly gives me goosebumps and makes me want to close my eyes and send my head back. Back into a drift full of angelic sounds and emotion.
The horns paint a canvas of sharp and shrill colors, only leading your eyes up and up as the pitch gets higher and higher. Curious eyes keep searching.tumbling over the canvas over and over again.

dont stop. dont brake. you can delight because you have a place. quiet room, i need you now.

Break and Dive

An understatement of acknowledgment reoccurs with each passing moment that limits our aggression we compose within.

Let me occupy your mind, as you do mine. Let me peer into that oh so arising mischievous jealousy that sulks deep in your soul. Let me fix your conundrum in which you poorly mold.

But you caught me. I surrender my energy and thoughts to you over and again. Now I am nothing but what your words have created.

Ihavebecomeyou.

BART

Wow hella little kids on Bart right now.. And they all smell like sweat and hormones.. Reminds me of when my brother was losing his voice and growing hair.. Cheers to memories and boo for bad smells..
Air freshener??