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There is a stillness within me, inside of my heart. You’re gone now, that much is true. I’m empty. I hold this bottle of whiskey; my newest and dearest friend. I’ve got nothing else to live for. No, it’s not you’re fault. It’s me. It’s always me. I lost you and you were everything and now I have nothing to go back to, and that’s why I’m nothing.

» Posted By Justin On 09.07.2012 @ 7:03 am


Is there anybody going to listen to my story? I don’t think so. Whether or not-

There. I used whether. The Treasury is a bank of the fiscal holders. The birds in the trees sing softly about the coming eclipse. After all this time I don’t know why. Mountain of St. Zion, Apache Rose Peacock.

» Posted By Justin On 09.06.2012 @ 2:11 am


Sustainable Engineering is a concept that deals with Engineering concepts that can be sustained for long periods of time, ideally, indefinitely. We’re talking about innovations that can stand on its own, and even provide a positive footprint on this Earth. We’re looking at the future.

» Posted By Justin On 09.05.2012 @ 12:40 am


It’s a miracle you’re still alive, Leonor. After what happened: the fire, the gangs and everything else, it’s a miracle you’re still here. How did you even get here? I didn’t think you could’ve made it. Especially not on your own, and in your condition. You’re amazing, Leonor. It’s just such a shame you’re not real.

» Posted By Justin On 09.04.2012 @ 2:18 am


“I got this covered,” she told me. She was amazing. She was a rainbow. She was a storm and a hurricane and I was a drizzle and she was rain. I couldn’t believe it. I’m speechless whenever I think of her. Words simply escape me.

» Posted By Justin On 09.03.2012 @ 5:32 am


The texture of my hands has never been that much appealing to me. It’s weird. It’s neither rough, nor smooth. It’s not like I don’t do anything, or I do too many things. It’s just weird. My hands. They feel weird. I guess this is what happens when you flay your own skin.

» Posted By Justin On 09.02.2012 @ 9:03 am


All the pretty darlings
Went up to the same room
Question everything
“But Hark!” Said the Treasurer,
“The Minister of Finance is apt.”
There is no gold for a self-serving currency

All the pretty darlings are dead now. There is no nation.

» Posted By Justin On 08.31.2012 @ 6:43 am


I’m procrastinating again. Instead of doing my report, I’m here reading some magazines. The magazines don’t even make sense. It’s about this new teen sensation or something, I don’t know. All I know is that it’s culture. It’s culture and I don’t want to be a part of it because it makes me sick knowing that it’s what we call “culture” these days.

» Posted By Justin On 08.29.2012 @ 7:47 am


“I refuse.”
I told him again, “No. I’m not going to do this.” and I had the right, I said. It was simply too much. I’m drawing the line. I’m refusing. Besides, I can refuse all I want.
That was the last time I saw him. Or the last time I saw my family, for that matter.

» Posted By Justin On 08.28.2012 @ 5:59 am


I’ve made this new synthetic carbon fibre suit last night. Finally finished it after months of work. I’m proud of it, of course. I think I watch too much Batman these days – I mean, a carbon fibre suit? Next, I’m going to go out and fight crime or something. Ridiculous.

» Posted By Justin On 08.26.2012 @ 8:22 pm


I found a chain today. It’s a heavy lead one, hanging by a tree outside my house. I took it in. I don’t know why. I guess I just liked it. Right now it’s sitting on the table and I’m looking at it and I don’t know what to do with it. It’s a big one, probably used to hold large things in place. Like tractors. Or even people.

» Posted By Justin On 08.26.2012 @ 12:12 am

There’s a chain on my doorstep. Somebody left it there this morning, and it’s been a few hours and I still don’t know why, or what it’s for. It’s an old chain, rusty and loud, but it’s strong. It’s sitting on my table now. I look at it, and it looks at me, if chains can do that. I don’t know what it’s for. Why is it here?

» Posted By Justin On 08.26.2012 @ 12:06 am


In the zone, time for me to me to focus on my goals. The zone is more than a place – it is a state of mind. A focus unparalleled by any other emotion. Being in the zone is bliss.

» Posted By Justin On 08.15.2012 @ 3:42 pm


pictures, they dont lie unless you’re a liar. then i’d love to live with you to learn your trade. fix me up tonight because i feel like i might miss out on the whole universe as it turns and dives into space.

» Posted By Justin On 08.03.2012 @ 10:07 am


I love fruit more than any food on the planet. Peaches being probably the number one. The one problem I have with them is getting all the peach off of the pit!

» Posted By Justin On 06.20.2012 @ 9:12 am


I always switch my state of mind or my opinion because i never know what is truly right or wrong. It may be arbitrary or maybe just hard to learn. The truth resists simplicity.

» Posted By Justin On 06.12.2012 @ 7:34 am

Changing flipping the switch to call about the monsters. They clang and crash into the water pulsating and whirring forward towards their destination. But they have no direction.

» Posted By Justin On 06.12.2012 @ 12:33 am


Insects are vital to an ecosystem, no matter how much of a nuisance they are. The bio regents will ask about how pesticides and killing insects destroys ecosystems. These pests can be very annoying.

» Posted By Justin On 05.14.2012 @ 8:52 pm


I hope they have new words soon to entice my creativity and maintain my interest in this site…

» Posted By justin On 04.15.2012 @ 6:55 am

She held her hand out
Exposing her wrist
He loved her skin
Inhaling jasmine sandalwood
As his lips seal
penetrating her flesh
he thirsts as she enjoys the rush
Of immortality

» Posted By justin On 04.14.2012 @ 1:51 pm

She tempted him with candy
Appealing to his primal tastes
The eyes bind themselves
His frantic to find refuge
Her hands in his pockets

» Posted By justin On 04.14.2012 @ 1:41 pm


This young heart is cracked, bleeding and sore
And i was too stubborn to accept help from before
Now I can feel myself dying, though i feel no pain,
And i can feel my hollow body beginning to drain
Every bit of energy and the slightest of hope
Is struck down by ill dreams of being abandoned and alone
My eyes may tell a story, but my mind has remained
This fucking voice inside my head has never been tamed.

» Posted By justin On 04.08.2012 @ 9:58 pm


Colors…lots of colors…most don’t appeal to me. However, I do picture sidewalk chalk…sidewalks…the place of fun for kids…Easter…making eggs with gramma

» Posted By Justin On 03.16.2012 @ 6:35 pm


I like to get lifted by any means possible. Drugs? Sure. That’s about it. Unless I meditate but that’s pretty fucking difficult with all these distractions i have around me. It might be easy to just…leave those distractions behind but i live a world revolving around distractions. The only sanctuary i have is my head.

» Posted By justin On 02.25.2012 @ 4:26 pm


Yesterday there was a bridge collapse. 86 were lost. Very terrifying. I was one of the survivors. I feel sorry for everyone’s loss.

» Posted By Justin On 02.23.2012 @ 6:12 pm



» Posted By Justin On 02.19.2012 @ 5:23 pm


Just as I entered the world,
A fence stood right before me.
It taunted me
It laughed at me
What will you do now?
What will you do now?
And I climbed over it.

» Posted By justin On 01.22.2012 @ 11:38 pm


» Posted By Justin On 01.22.2012 @ 2:08 pm


ive lost myself and im scattered in pieces.

» Posted By justin On 01.21.2012 @ 10:50 pm


is a fancy word for freedom.thats why the lady holds the torch witch stands for freedom.

» Posted By justin On 01.19.2012 @ 9:06 am

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