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right now i am making mistakes, i am not doing what should be done. I am confusing my words with what i truly mean. I should just call her, and tell her what i really feel! Now fool, now. But I won’t. I don’t know why. This is my worst moment.

» Posted By brian On 01.11.2009 @ 10:29 pm

its weird, the bottom seems like its cut off. these animal adoption comercials are killing me

» Posted By brian On 01.11.2009 @ 10:46 am


wealth is the fact of just having things. not neccessarily money but cars, a big house or houses, nice clothes and jewlery.

» Posted By brian On 01.06.2009 @ 5:01 pm


on a dark night the man stalked the alleys and byways of the town. He was a petty man and cared not for much but what was promised to him for the completion of his mission. Not much was left that he cared about

» Posted By Brian On 03.22.2009 @ 10:42 pm


locked out of opportunity. But am I really, or am I just looking for vitomhood? I am a white male in my mid twenties, what do I have to bitch about? Nothing. There is a roof over my head, credentials under my belt, and the whole world spread before me for the taking.

» Posted By Brian On 03.19.2009 @ 6:28 am

This stupid door is locked. Probably because keifer wont stop locking it that weird way so that the key won’t turn, he does lots of other stuff lately that sucks too. I think that he should just shove it and start doing things the right way. He thinks he is big and bad because he can beat me a few times now.

» Posted By Brian On 03.18.2009 @ 10:28 am


this is exact. it’s is exactly the point at which something happens or a word is meant to mean. It is the speed in the word “fast”, and the tipness of the sharpest blade. It is the exact thing that makes things what they are. prefect, essential

» Posted By Brian On 03.15.2009 @ 11:41 am

There are certain events in out lives, specific moments of profound interest. These times, specific in only there impact to us, warp and change the foundations of our persona.

» Posted By Brian On 03.15.2009 @ 10:39 am


evertime i see you, standing in the doorway like a centeurian guard, i am startled. you always look so sad and sullen. i want to enter your world and fix it for you. sometimes i just startle myself.

» Posted By brian On 03.14.2009 @ 10:18 am


There is nothing more I would like than to be under Jennifer Anniston. Her perfect body bouncing up and down on me while screaming in pleasure. She would reach back and switch holes like a good woman should.

» Posted By Brian On 03.10.2009 @ 9:34 pm


something you feel when you can’t do things you want, they way people look at funerals.

» Posted By Brian On 07.17.2008 @ 6:00 am

umm, I really don’t have any reaction to this word since I’ve never used it!

» Posted By brian On 07.17.2008 @ 3:45 am

umm, I really don’t have any reaction to this word since I’ve never used it!

» Posted By brian On 07.17.2008 @ 3:45 am


Occasions are few and far between in my life. I think this is because I have valued the peak experience so greatly that I may have burnt out the light on the control panel that reads, “Occasion.” Situations simply are.

» Posted By Brian On 07.13.2008 @ 10:06 am


ignorance, atheism, religion, band, broken finger, hey finger…haha im the the pointing finger, possibly because im the most straight forwardand honest guy in the band (of five)

» Posted By brian On 07.12.2008 @ 12:13 pm


This is a piece of cloth that is normally used during the winter time to keep people warm. It is made of yarn. There are other lighter types of scarfs that can be wrapped around the neck as more of a fashion statement. Those scarfs are typically found in the southern United States and are generally worn by women.

» Posted By Brian On 07.17.2008 @ 10:43 am


It’s early… I wish I could crawl back to bed and put a snooze alarm on my day. Still, there is a part of me that shivers with excitement. There are the detractors, sure, but starting a new career in a new town was never meant to be easy, was it? No… The snooze must wait. It’s never too early to begin your life.

» Posted By Brian On 09.22.2009 @ 3:48 pm

morning coffee sleep is over and why am i awake. god save the Queen, i think it’s time to be alive. I think it’s time to greet the day

» Posted By Brian On 09.22.2009 @ 3:37 pm

this morning i got up and went to work did my normal stuff like unload the truck an find t’s. then loaded my truck and did my deliveries

» Posted By brian On 09.22.2009 @ 11:02 am


Sometimes I feel like all my anger is just going to boil to the top, like mercury in a thermometer. My roommate, my homework, my anxiety. Somehow, it’s all just part of me.

» Posted By Brian On 09.22.2009 @ 3:53 am


The paintbrush was left standing on the workbench, a reminder of a time between father and son. The days have long passed, however, and Dad is no longer with us. All I have left is the physical reminder of a day spent with wood, paint, and the old man.

» Posted By Brian On 09.17.2009 @ 2:15 pm


I like to shower in my shower. Not a rain shower mind you, but rather a bathroom shower. And then there’s the golden shower. Ahhhh….

» Posted By Brian On 09.15.2009 @ 10:05 am


I feel anxiety most days. This occurs mostly when I am about to talk to people I do not know and women who I am attracted to. I also get anxiety when I have to do some sort of public speaking. When I am depressed I tend to get more anxiety about nothing in particular.

» Posted By Brian On 09.07.2009 @ 4:21 pm


its what a working man wears. white or blue it defines you. Not so much these days though. pets wear them and ive heard the word used to describe hitting someone.

» Posted By brian On 09.06.2009 @ 3:06 pm


fuck you!

» Posted By brian On 09.05.2009 @ 9:41 pm


I am going round in circes like Peter Sarstedt the circles of your mind and something about windmills.
360 degrees of separation. Through the round window.

» Posted By Brian On 12.24.2008 @ 1:36 am


I look over at my roommate’s side of our tiny dorm. He’s gone back to Michigan for winter break, and left all his bikes chained to his lofted bed. He’s particularly fond of the red, sleek fixed-gear bike sitting in the corner. Somehow I think the next week is going to be very lonely without him. I haven’t connected with very many people since I started college, and now that he’s gone I’m not sure who I’ll spend my time with.

» Posted By Brian On 12.07.2008 @ 9:07 am

I lost my gear on my way to the us from the caymans. What an internal experience, to say little of it. As I walked into the immigration hall, I had a feeling all would be ok, a feeling that had no justification in the actualities. Looking at each customs officer seated in their individual little kioskks, I chose a bright, youthful, southern floridian, probably grew up right here in South beach. He would be sympathetic to a story of hooker rolling… he would accept my gullible aw shucks newfie naivite as so similar to his that I would become invisible at best, a sorrowful character to be pitied at worst. No papers… No problem

» Posted By Brian On 12.07.2008 @ 7:26 am


Keeping something together, giving support. Glue. Being stuck, not able to move. Strong. Not letting go, lasting forever. Emotion. Love. Staying together, cuddling, hug.

» Posted By Brian On 11.21.2008 @ 8:03 am


There was a child once who became so convinced that only good children earned tickets to heaven. He needed to earn his ticket and was concerned that he wouldn’t have enough time because of the disease ravaging his body. Little did he know that once he surrendered his will to a higher power, he would be redeemed without question.

» Posted By Brian On 07.02.2009 @ 2:23 am

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