19 August 2018, originally titled "my head really hurts" I don’t know anything for sure. I don’t even know who or what I am nor my capabilities. The possibilities are endless. The fragmentation and permutations are infinite. I don’t even know or trust anything. I am endless in all that “I don’t know” because I … Continue reading Rerun 010: the Morning after headache
I am everything. I am in everything. Everything is of me. And if I am so far spread across all of existence within the context of space and time... then I'm really not any thing. I have no substance. I am nothing. I am hollow. An ever expanding universe that cannot stop until I succumb … Continue reading I found myself and why it was so hard.
Don't let them in, don't let them see. They don't deserve to be set free. That is what both she and he implored me. Let it go, Metatrope. Can't hold it back anymore. I let it go, all of it gone to the winds and sky. I cried. I was howling. The wolves of winter … Continue reading Combatome, come to get her
28 December 2001 @ 14:05 it hurts to know that someone you care about doesn't care about you. i know it's like that with most - if not all - people. you give your heart to someone, yet they always find a way to smash it against the wall and laugh in your face … Continue reading LJarchive:
12 November 2001 @ 20:33 >> beep beep mmm beep beep yeah oh come on. i don't even know why i bother calling james. he's always on the net, or he's out or he's eating dinner whenever i call him. i haven't spoken to him since friday and he doesn't seem to want to … Continue reading LJarchive: get in the va(i)n, now!
https://youtu.be/tc3LHTr8zf4 KEITH CAPUTO - HOME Take me away, take me away I don't want to stay, I don't want to stay I hate what you say, I hate what you say Hopefully I never slip inside a sky that's gray Your holiness bled, your holiness prays Your holiness bled I'm sick in the head in … Continue reading A live 7 year journal stretch
27 August 2018 I have been a terrible friend lately. I abandoned my old group of friends, essentially. Because I didn’t need people anymore. I’m sociopathic. Or psychopathic. Or empathic. It doesn’t matter. I don’t need people. People are useful. And different people fulfill different roles in ones life. So even though I am quite … Continue reading Rerun 029: In need of a friend
Every thing that I have ever done was for you. Everything I tried to do, was for you. Everything I thought I knew, was due to you. Everything I ever was, was because of you. Everything I learned to do, I learned from you. Everything I tried to prove, was for and to you. Everything … Continue reading Just so you know, it was NEVER 4oubt me…
13 December 2018, 8:52pm. Today has been incredible. It has been... I don't even know how to start this. The way that I write is truly the way that I think in my head. Whenever I insert an ellipsis (...) it is indicative of me pausing for thought... It shows hesitation on my part. The hesitation is … Continue reading This is my way. My highway through hell.