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Posts from the “emotional” Category

Quoted for emphasis on, fuck my life.

Posted on November 17, 2014

It’s been a minute, how you doing? Just trying to laugh with you. Making a joke or two, just laugh with me. I realize it isnt going to work if we both aren’t in it. But I want it to. Foggy visions. Wanting both of us to be in it. I- i, i..i stutter in my thoughts, so talking without this muse would be disaster. If I’m the rain that nourishes thirst, you’re the hurricane that uses the rain that it’s named after. Sprinkling chakra. The way the winks made me feel unique to someone. They say all snowflakes are especially different, so tell me why wouldnt a kiss then? They have the same characteristics. It’s a personable haste. Now a blizzard is personification.…

I like fictional books. The main character is always me.

Posted on February 28, 2013

Feel the vectors into orbit, melting into fiscal porn Each waking moment. Exists to mourn the pensive rigor mortis And I hate myself so much every. single. morning. Its like clockwork. Lonesome. Staring in the mirror. See a monster. Bones drugged. Mainly see the errors. Home drunk. Sloppy. With a motor function failure Open palm my soul in one. The shodokans prepared Im off the bat. Im off the case. Im solely here to reap A wad of air I waste. So oddly placed you forget to even breathe. You wake up in your sleep. Catch your breath, and then youre weak Wake to a dim reality that youre never truly buzzed Whole life I never felt hungover. Till I was happy once, then…

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