My word is as golden as the lighte… How shall I define love? I wish to talk......walk....embark… FUCK WHAT YOU KNOW!!!! LOVE WHAT YOU HATE!!!!

I have questions that need to be answered. Was I anything to you?...... All I feel is abused...... Do you still remember my name?..... I still can’t help but feel the same..... I have g...

There is a certain genesis in everyone I see. The lack of knowledge portrays the unawareness of certain destinations brought on by my own hands. Fear brings me to haste decisions... Irr...

I see faces that remind me of a ch… I’m above Im above I am above it all. I’m seeing through a pair of eyes

I have nothing to offer the mornin… My days have been empty. My time is full. The world is consuming my lust for… I’m starved for affection.

Is it better to die quickly or bur… Am I confused beyond belief? My m… I have limitations with patience a… I put faith in time......only to h… Humans have a tendency to trip ove…

I have unfinished business with th… I have to Imitate..... Create...... Reproduce...... My footsteps will echo through the…

Suffer me not this self inflicting loneliness. Suffer me so..... Behold These feelings I see as my foe. I shall speak freely.... I shall journey henceforth until my mind and heart see c...

There was a reason for my actions. One....just one..... It’s all I keep thinking about. My dreams have stopped coming to me..... Let alone..... Come true. I don’t mind the silence. I in...

It’s the content behind an idea that I fear. The beginning......the middle..........the end. The act of dying....... The motionless living........ I’m having a mental crisis and I’m not...

I understand now that it is impossible to love someone while hating myself at the same time. I could not see the selfishness that existed between my love and her need for absolution. I ...

Complex or complicated..... Which do we make of ourselves?...... Which idea best serves humanity?..... Singular or multiple......HATE OR LOVE...... How do you think of yourself and the ...

Late are the hours of contemplatio… Love needs redemption. Parallel shall life be with honest… Hope I have little. Faith is weak with the flesh.

This day belongs to the wind. It belongs to those who are of a weak character and unknowingly sheep to the world wind of emotional downfall. The current of the sun pulls and tugs on the...

Is this my reality? Galactic conversation. It captures all imagination. It can end in devastation. It causes transformation.