Diet of Death and Dispare

I wish I knew how to begin this, but I don’t. I wish I knew how to end this, but I don’t. I’m openly a drug addict- and I have been clean and sober for 3 and a half years. I always figured that I would be so happy, or at the least content with… Continue reading Diet of Death and Dispare

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Reminiscing the kiss of a love, who just didn’t love as much as you did.

There are times in which I am alone in my office, and I have way too much time to think. I just sit here, and think about everything- Things that don’t matter. The past, my mistakes, my triumphs, my regrets, my hopes my dreams. I always tend to begin feeling a bit melancholy. Why do… Continue reading Reminiscing the kiss of a love, who just didn’t love as much as you did.

Call me NoFace.

My entire life I’ve felt different. And I was always taught to embrace that fact; I want to be someone whom promotes self expression, and teaches others to love the ‘weird’ quarks that they hold within. For me, one of my quarks is my ability (or character defect) to constantly ask questions. I don’t take… Continue reading Call me NoFace.