one more.

If I could ask for anything it would be more time. More time to run errands after work, more time to run to the gym, more time to write. But most of all I want more time to go on joy rides through the country, more time to love you, more time to laugh with you, and see your infectious smile. More time to cook you eggs and bacon in the morning, more time to run around barefoot in the cool dirt to pick juicy red tomatoes and make sandwiches. I just wanted one more chance to look into your eyes and make noises in the fan on a hot summer day.  Then I am reminded that I don't need more time, because there will never be enough time. So I count each blessing and make the best of the time I do have. Because of you I am forever humble and my heart smiles because I will always remember the good times we did share.

summa time.

So after I finally received some medicine to send my migraine away, I was finally able to have some fun in the sun! I went to a friend's pool party this past weekend and had a blast! The food was great, drinks were flowing, and we grooved to summer jams. The next day we had an awesome brunch at Beacon. The summer is finally kicking in!

Afterward, we laid in the bed all day. Not because we didn't have anything else to do, but because there wasn't anything else we'd rather do.

she.

she's so beautiful. i didn't want to share. her spirit captured me. i can't escape it.

Marenna

a dark room.

Some days I wish I wasn't so delicate. Ever since I was young I was always the sickly child out of the bunch. But that didn't stop me from running around barefoot getting bruised up with my cousins. But something that always knocks me down to this day are fucking migraines. Those that suffer from migraines know how I'm feeling. I'm helpless. Light and sound hurt. I feel it all over my body. I lay still in silence in a dark room hoping it will go away. But it leaves me in pain for a couple of days and leaves on its own terms. Sometimes the meds work, sometimes they don't. My head continues to throb. It always comes on the perfect day when I have other things to do. I wish it would go suck a diseased cock and leave me alone. But it shows no mercy. So I just lay still in silence in a dark room hoping it will go away. 

What are you saying 

when you cannot find the words

to say much at all?

-Tyler Knott 

evil is simply the absence of God. -albert einstein

faded.

she always wanted it.  that drug, that sustained high she couldn't come down from...that good feeling.  it was never simply just a feeling, but a journey. she keeps on floating, hoping the next destination is even better. but she knows the best is already here, and the high doesn't last forever.