what is it like with my mom? something called “hell”

her words are as hollow and negative as thr ideas she preaches. she loves me but does not like me.because i am her son and i see past the lies. she dishes out nothing to us but attitude and disrespect. the constant negativity is something you get used to over time. theres no escaping it. ...

That Feeling 1

Writing music, hanging out with friends, or whatever really. Just having a nice time…. Out of nowhere you’re hit by that feeling & it’s just beyond overwhelming. Every damn problem you could possibly have or even think to have are assumed to be happening all at once. You feel like everyone that you call a ...

A little thing i call “its about love”

Its not about sex. Its not about beauty. Its not about getting some sort of fix. Its not about wishing on the stars and hoping for something nice to happen. Its about love. Its about holding her and letting her know that everything will be okay. Its about fucking trust. Honesty with her. Spend time ...

Truth….

The Honest truth about the absence of truth (an interpretation) Thinking for myself has always been an interesting path. I try not asking for help and trying to learn the lessons the hard way, because I will never be satisfied with truth. It’s almost an error to existence, an  ode to my fault, and I ...

THE FUTURE 1

this is one of those nights when, you dont care. its dreary outside, and you feel like youve been hit by a powerful force, a force so undescribable, and unexplainable, it makes getting hit by a train chlds play. this force makes you think about who you are deep down inside. and what your purpose ...

LIFE

the sky a purple color, not the normal purple, but a flouresent, hybrid purple orange. the wispy puffy, off white clouds sewing themselves like thread through the sky,  as the breeze calmly blows a shiiver rolls down your spine, but its a warm, welcoming shiver, that shiver of summertime, when the sky turns into a ...