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To Be Born Again…
I feel like doing something drastic. At this point I think something drastic is necessary. I feel like shaving my beard. Or my head. Maybe both. I feel like getting all of my tattoos removed, or getting a whole shit-load … Continue reading
Showered and Blue-Blazered…
I hate the early morning, and the ugly light of sunrise; it’s the harbinger of meticulously knotted ties, and thick black, bitter drinks. I hate the way I speak, as if everything is important; everything is funny, everything is fine. … Continue reading
A Note to My Love on the Day of My Death
I fear the permanent silence that comes when death loosens the knots of life, and we slip into the undiscovered country. I fear that hole in my heart knowing that it’s something that can never be repaired; that absolution is … Continue reading
A Quote by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I was supposed to make a grand entry today, but I was preoccupied with the care of my friend who is recovering from reconstructive surgery as a result of a serious injury. I have left him in the care of … Continue reading
Happiness v. Virtue: A Quote by Henry Sidgwick
It’s been a week since my last post, and I apologize. In fact, my last post wasn’t that great. It was a drunk and delirious tirade that didn’t deserve to stay up, so I shit canned it. Needless to say … Continue reading
Whiskey at 4am
It never seems to matter how much whiskey you drink, there’s never a good enough reason to go to bed… And there’s never, ever a reason to wake up. I wonder how long things are meant to hurt for…
My New Life
Most people haven’t yet read what I’m about to post, so I’m posting it here on the primary page of my blog. I didn’t think to post it here until this morning when a beautiful and intelligent writer friend of … Continue reading
I Still Care for You
Go download this song right the fuck now. Then drink whiskey with me. – Kierkegaard “I Still Care For You” by Ray LaMontagne “Hear me out Day follows day Light turns to clay in my hands How to explain, So … Continue reading
