• Cory commented on the post, transport 8 years, 4 months ago

    Transport me to somewhere else. Get me out of here, out of this mess, out of this facade of a life I’ve made for myself. Transport me somewhere I can be cared for, with people who aren’t so self-involved, so self-righteous and so self-important. Transport me anywhere but here.

  • Cory commented on the post, railroad 8 years, 5 months ago

    For the hobo’s of the early 20th century, the railroads were more than just transportation. They were a home. All of their hopes and dreams, riding on those tracks.

  • Cory commented on the post, habit 8 years, 5 months ago

    Smoking isn’t an addiction. It’s a habit. I’m telling you, I can quit any time I want. I don’t need this drug. I just enjoy it, that’s all… Get off my back!

  • Cory commented on the post, science 8 years, 5 months ago

    Science has given us so much in the way of technology, medicine, everything. So why do people scoff at it? Why are people unwilling to accept things such as evolution?

  • Cory commented on the post, killed 8 years, 5 months ago

    He was killed in a car accident on July 12, 1988. The tires locking up on his car, sending him hurtling off the bridge – it couldn’t have been a more perfect crime.

  • Cory commented on the post, duck 8 years, 5 months ago

    I sat by the lake, feeding the ducks from my bag of breadcrumbs. Every day I came to that lake, and every day the same ducks came to keep me company. They weren’t entirely unlike humans, I suppose; their affections conditional, dependent on what I could do for them.

  • Cory commented on the post, cowboy 8 years, 5 months ago

    Aimed at you, we’re the Cowboys From Hell! LOL Pantera…sorry I’m wasted.

  • Cory commented on the post, ivy 8 years, 5 months ago

    Poison ivy! It hurts…don’t go near that stuff. If you want to spend the rest of the day itching and red with rashes, sure. But I wouldn’t recommend it.

    There’s a reason it has ‘poison’ in the name.

  • Cory commented on the post, junkyard 8 years, 5 months ago

    A junkyard is a place where junk goes. All the junk, from all over town, goes to one place where it’s kept forever. Or is it? What happens to the junk once it’s there?

    Sometimes people burn it. Sometimes people will come by it. Other times…who knows?