A man sat and contemplated his life It was one not worth enduring, he thought And the months stacked upon each other His feeble existence weighed heavy on his mind And one day, he stood and set out On his first day, he composed a symphony So glorious was his creation That it brought a tear to all who heard it On his second day, he set aside his fear of rejection And he bedded a woman, fair and beautiful So rich was his ex...
I have unfinished works: Poems and stories. I’d like to say it’s for a valid reason, but to be honest, I’m just lazy. I can’t seem to be bothered to finish writing a story, but I suppose I should keep on trying, and maybe something will stick. Stick!Like an insect,or sticky like sex,it’s all the same, I expect. As I write this, I wince in pain. Well, okay, maybe not quite wince, but the pain in my wrists is part of why I’...
Who is going to make you laugh? Who is going to laugh with you when you crack your silly redneck jokes? It's not going to be me. A week you said. No contact at all you said. Think about if I want you as you are now and let go of you as I want you to be, and you will think about whether "us" is still something you want. I only ever wanted more of you. Is that such a bad thing? A circle. We keep circling around it. It's me...
