
I want a kid and a car with no dint on the side and a house with walls I can change so I can paint a better life and a big warm bed made to fuck in with someone that ceases my cyclic fuck ups. I want love by the mouthful, honest and truthful.
I want to feel that I am part of an intricate network and that someone else needs me to survive.
I want to feel alive.
I have empty buckets dangling at the end of my arms waiting to try a new blend of red, and although Im scared, I dont want to live in yesterdays death. I want to re-write tomorrow again and again. I want what I want, what Ill never get.
I need help to survive.
I want a job that matters, but most of all I want to matter. I want a family. Not my family and not not my family. But a family nonetheless; a unit of strength and dependence, a web, a close knit bond, so when the world goes up in smoke, someone's there to bring back reality.
I want something solid I can rely on, instead of this fluid that pumps haphazardly inside me.







I want you here now.
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Expect the worst, accept the worst, demand the worst.
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There will be time, there will be time
To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
~T. S. Eliot
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Laugh, and the world laughs with you. Weep, and you weep alone
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Had a look at my Gallery yet . . . ?
<< As long as it looks good, Does it have to make Sense? >>
Mwah. Virtual pash on your newly shaven skull.
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Touch your thighs I'm the lonely one
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"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who
mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
- Dr. Seuss
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