nooks at work for evil deeds… big update tomorrow… shit yea…

one of those days…

the word no is so strong
you don’t realize it till your waiting
hours
next to hope
and your not slowly lifting
but surely fading

motorcycle shopping all day… should be approved by tomorrow i hope…

tremble…

remorse
regret
betrayal

im am learning to live without these poisons, the same poisons that eat you alive…

finally
suddenly
i will surely break
and in me
this anger
for a misunderstanding you have
placed on me
and there is no one left
to look after you

im not steady
shaking
im losing my control
my hands are not
what they once were

to leave this place
you just keep taking
o to leave this place
i wont look after you

good times… drinking times… shooting times…

me, greg, robert, and some dead hookers

i can’t find anything
im losing touch
im unable to care anymore
like a bad piece of fruit
ruined