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the certain length of a waive
» Posted By Trey On 02.11.2014 @ 8:41 am
To ensue means to action is happening. Something ensued when it came to be and then was. I am going to start to ensue more often those things I want to get done.
That is all
» Posted By Trey On 04.30.2013 @ 1:12 pm
Where did I even go? It’s not as morose, the question, not as it used to be. Now I’m moreso staring at the wall, inquisitive expressions casting no shadows, and wondering out loud. Where’d I go? Am I really still interested in being an author or have my dreams turned into minimum wage acceptance and a desire to just exist for a while? Eh.
» Posted By Trey On 04.17.2013 @ 5:25 pm
We only ever took the pledge. No one knew what would happen. No one even thought about it.
What do you do when the entire world expects you to destroy it?
I was a plague before they recruited me. What do I do now?
What do I do now??
» Posted By Trey On 04.01.2013 @ 8:35 am
i drip into them and take whatever’s loose. They belong to me after a few smart laughs, a few good talks. oh, how we both love all the same obscure things, oh how we both seem to be the awkward ones. and then i take them. i take everything they can offer and i warp it into something bad. i make them melt.
by the time i’m bored, done with the sex, the smiles, the laughs and the awkwardness, they’re not even the same person anymore. and i was never even a person at all.
» Posted By Trey On 03.31.2013 @ 5:32 pm
She held her mouth in proud defiance. No one would heal her. She knew more than anyone that this was the end. This was it. All her life, all the harm done to her, all the begging and pleading, it was over. And all she needed was a nice scented candle and some green tea to end it off with. To give in to it. It was time.
She soaked in the heavy red. Oh well. Maybe next time.
» Posted By Trey On 02.27.2013 @ 8:10 am
It ignites. and everyone around can finally tell just how horrible he really was. all those lives, tossed at the center of such a glowing blaze. all those lives.
he was just another person in my life. another victim turning regular old folks into victims. but i watched that blaze with a sadness that no one else will ever feel. not in a million years.
it hurts to love the monster, doesn’t it??
» Posted By Trey On 12.21.2012 @ 11:40 am
As i stir the pot, the water boils over the sides. Slowly, the water drips down, sliding gracefully towards the heat, where it will be evaporated. As gravity takes it to its destruction, the water will be reborn once again, into water vapor.
» Posted By Trey On 12.15.2012 @ 12:28 pm
A new low. I thought of the boy who had to raise himself, had to love himself, had to deal all by himself because mommy left. And he didn’t know what mommy knew, just that it was just him. and when she came back, there were walls. there were doors slightly ajar, but she just didn’t have the strength to push them open. and when they closed, she only blamed herself. but it was never about her. always about him.
» Posted By Trey On 11.30.2012 @ 8:16 pm
and every day I feel something different. it catches up, the smiles, the laughter, all the good that i overlooked. why now? why when i’m trying my best to let it drift off into nothingness is everything invoking smiles and random revelries? I wanted them so bad…I hope it never happens again…
» Posted By Trey On 11.28.2012 @ 5:29 pm
little things bite at me. i find myself enthralled when someone doesn’t like me, need me, appreciate me. it gets under my skin and hurts me. it ends certain parts of me. and i thought this was over. i thought that was so high school horror story, wishing everyone would crowd around me with smiles instead of malice. but there’s always that one person who rips into me and destroys my peace. always.
» Posted By Trey On 11.27.2012 @ 5:44 pm
I hoped it wouldn’t come to this. That we’d forget one another, that the skies over our heads would grow dimmer and dimmer until we couldn’t tell who was where. But it’s a lot to ask, huh? When you want someone so much that your bones break at the thought of them forgetting you. So I’ll wait for you there. And I’ll see you soon.
» Posted By Trey On 11.26.2012 @ 10:01 am
She waited. Pondering what life could be like without the faint musk of failure trailing behind her, rendering her useless. And it wasn’t clear, no, it never really had been. But she knew it wasn’t another person she needed. Not another job. No, what she needed was a new life. Her next turn. And she’d get it. Soon.
» Posted By Trey On 11.25.2012 @ 3:25 pm
They loom. All around me, shadows of the past, the future, the present. They gloat with their complete lives, so much more put together than I’ll ever be. what can I say? I never really had the spine for this.
And I wonder where it all stops. When my chapters come together to form my boring book. And what section of the library I’ll be banished to.
» Posted By Trey On 11.24.2012 @ 1:10 pm
Oi. I’ve been long lost to the working world, waking every day to the sound of no plans and an empty schedule. It’s not so amazing, free time. Sometimes I miss the quick pace and horrid moods of others, telling me what to do and say and think and feel. At least then I had the nerve to have an actual personality. Maybe without all the pressure, I’m nothing but a body.
» Posted By Trey On 11.15.2012 @ 5:00 pm
It always begins with a smile. a bit of paint on the nose, a freckled grin in the right direction. we spun the clay together, not Ghost style but side by side, and I realized what I wanted right then. Maybe everyone would hate me for leaving him, but I wanted her bad enough to take that risk. Right there in that art class.
» Posted By Trey On 11.13.2012 @ 7:20 pm
If I had anything I wouldn’t anyway, hopefully. Because I probably did which is why I don’t have anything to in the first place. Oh well, I’m not here on the seat. Plenty to enjoy, but if it came to be, I would hope to find more. Wouldn’t you?
» Posted By Trey On 11.10.2012 @ 12:41 pm
we were roaring. screaming. saying so much in our bursts of hot breath that there was no room for words. we’re all just so connected, the unwatched, the pushed. we’re all just so typical that it burns the skin. and i want out. i want out of this unity of the broken. give me the strength to destroy this universe i’ve been shocked into and swim to the upper world. give me an alternative.
» Posted By Trey On 10.14.2012 @ 9:47 pm
it finds me. buried beneath all the wine and cheese, all the tears of a flexible schedule and a healthy lifestyle, it reaches for me. all those real things that haunt me, they keep me heavy. where’s the real me? where’s the world I’m trying to escape? Because last time I checked, I wasn’t wearing this fancy outfit. I was broke with a toddle, a child and a dog and watching the world laugh on by…
» Posted By Trey On 09.26.2012 @ 9:12 pm
Let’s see where this takes us. You knew I loved him the day we melded bodies, the day we became the extra in the room. And I still do. And I always will. From his smile to those gorgeous teeth, sinking deep into my shoulder as he caresses me with his various parts. And what do I do with you? What do we do now, after all you’ve done for me, that I’ve decided he was always worth the guilt?
» Posted By Trey On 09.25.2012 @ 8:37 pm
just let go. don’t understand a thing or want for nothing, young lady, young man, it was all over a long time ago. it was all just a dream, a facade pushed on you by the consumers in your nightmares, telling you that you can be everything. oh yes, you can write those lovely words and dance with your chin up, they told you that. but you’re 24 and still a nothing, and still with nothing, and still, nothing. why don’t you just…let go?
» Posted By Trey On 09.23.2012 @ 8:03 pm
they swarm. holding candles filled with lead, they pour molten thoughts into my life. all over my decisions. and each one tastes a little different. burns a little harder, maybe less, maybe more. i’m always drowning in the constant change of another’s burning wax, and sometimes i can’t really understand it until i’ve been completely shaped into someone else.
sometimes i can’t understand it until there’s nothing left to understand but a new person.
» Posted By Trey On 09.22.2012 @ 7:58 pm
we rushed. there was never any time to scream, to laugh, to giggle about our situation. there was only time to move, to banish, to disappear and reappear over and over again. this isn’t love. it’ll never be. we’re both just trapped in the never ending move that is surviving, trying to keep ourselves and the ones who hold onto us, who pin us to this Earth, from sinking into the dirt.
» Posted By Trey On 09.20.2012 @ 8:28 pm
Of all the things we could’ve loved, we fell for each other. The whore and the addict. Sending waves of less than cares, tons of neverminds and maybes. We always would belong to the seedy underground. But I still hold out hope that one day, despite our horrible realities, we’ll bring the fantasies to the forefront. She’ll be my truth and I’ll be the only honor she’ll ever really know.
» Posted By Trey On 09.18.2012 @ 10:10 pm
They stood, backs smashed into each other like their bones were hollowed, ready for it to begin. With the sun fizzling out, all you can do is watch. Right up until there’s nothing left to see, nothing left to feel but intense cold and then nothing. He grips her fingers in his and lets out an animated breath.
“I told you it’d end like it began.”
» Posted By Trey On 09.17.2012 @ 5:58 pm
It poured into her lungs, all the air. All of it. Right into her withered being, filling her and plumping her. Everything she’d ever complained about was refueled and ignored. And didn’t she feel bad, knowing that it all could’ve ended with a sneer and a grimace? Wasn’t she ready to take it all back and be free again? She was. And she would.
» Posted By Trey On 09.16.2012 @ 5:54 pm
Her fingers twisted through each strand. It felt good just to touch him, to embrace even just a hair follicle ready to be pampered. They sat like this all the time, his head between her legs, her knees far apart but reveling in their hidden playmate. And yet, with the bursts of sexual tension, it seemed neither of their significant others could feel the attraction. Just a friendly hair do.
» Posted By Trey On 09.09.2012 @ 7:38 pm
wow. I’m always at a crossroads it seems, always caught between a rock and a hard place and all those other phallus like terms. I’d like to choose something broad. There’s a fear of losing, of the unknown, of not giving it my all and really ending up with the boring end of the stick. I hope this is not the same situation. But honestly, I never really know whether or not.
» Posted By Trey On 09.06.2012 @ 10:44 am
there’s no way to be sure about this anymore. in a mundane sort of way, I’ve started believing in miracles again. In laughter and lust eating away at the flesh until you really do love that person. In hope and delivering it to someone who can’t remember what it looks like. I’ve started to realize that life and love and all those things may even make sense, may kill the boredom, may become something I crave again yet.
» Posted By Trey On 09.04.2012 @ 2:46 am
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things have always moved forward. in some way, they’re always going. and even with all the horrible occurrences and events, I feel things shifting into a lighter mood. But it hurts, even just the slight shedding of all this horror. It hurts. It’s a rancid process and I just want it to go ahead and end already. And seriously…why can’t he come back already?? It’s stupid.
» Posted By Trey On 08.19.2012 @ 5:48 pm