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There are no excuses for being an absentee friend, unless you no longer want to be friends anymore. If that’s the case, then I won’t hold you here. You can go on without me. But don’t look back and expect me to be there. I won’t be. I’ll be long gone, despite missing you. I deserve as much as you do.
» Posted By Mikey On 04.29.2012 @ 9:18 pm
That’s all it takes to make you feel uncomfortable. That’s all it really takes to make you feel pain; for something small and almost imperceptible to change your entire view on life. A sliver.
» Posted By Mikey On 04.28.2012 @ 6:20 pm
Our friendship used to be the anti-sentiment of traditional relationships. We used to be the poster-child of modern day, orientation-blind, genderless, limitless friendships. Now we’re nothing but a fading memory.
» Posted By Mikey On 04.26.2012 @ 4:46 pm
Things have been turned around. We used to be close. You said things wouldn’t change. That I wasn’t a placeholder. But here we are. And I realize in retrospect that I’ve always known how uneven our relationship has been.
» Posted By Mikey On 04.03.2012 @ 12:42 pm
Be present. Be witness. Be attendant. Give back as much as you are given by another soul. If you cannot or will not, let go.
» Posted By Mikey On 04.02.2012 @ 2:06 pm
I’m a sucker. That much I know, but I think I have some resiliency to charms, in general. Hair flips and licked lips I can resist. But have and edge and bring some fire, jeez, I’m all yours.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.31.2012 @ 12:58 pm
Those are when I’m at my best; rainy days. Rainy nights. Rainy drives. Rainy walks.
Its probably my penchant for being alone that makes the rain what I gravitate towards.
Well, that’s romanticizing the idea. Truth is, I don’t like being alone – I just find myself in that situation more often than not.
So much for having faith in friends to stay friends.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.30.2012 @ 1:53 pm
Impact. The splash from your influence on other people isn’t always under your control, and how much or how little of an impression they can garner from you at a distance isn’t always telling of the truth of your being.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.29.2012 @ 11:36 am
Its not easy to capture all the details of something. Sometimes all that we can hope for is to recall the feelings. The situations. The emotions. Those things are indelible. Those are the nuances that we come to miss. Not the definitions.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.28.2012 @ 1:15 pm
Someone is always at the short end of the stick, right? Someone is always more invested, has more to lose, yes? When it all rolls downhill, someone is always the catcher.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.27.2012 @ 3:39 pm
Hahaha. Yes, that’s exactly what’s going on. Although “drifting” is probably too gentle a descriptor for it. I’m being left. Plain and simple. New friends, new interests, new pursuits. Nevermind what came before, who’s stood firm, who kept watch. On to the next. Drifting.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.26.2012 @ 5:52 pm
Pain is exquisite. I know that poeple tend to use the term to describe things that are luxurious and rich and opulescent, but no – anyone with money can have those things. Exquisite, uniquely crafted. Rare. There is nothing more rare that your personal pain. As much as people may empathize and sympathize with your ordeal, your pain is exclusively, unreplicably, singularly yours.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.24.2012 @ 9:55 pm
The residue left at the bottom of the glass is 80% backwash or something. At least that’s what a friend used to say. I believe her. And just like that, we got in the habit of not drinking/finishing off other people’s drinks. Well, except for each others. I miss her.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.23.2012 @ 12:37 pm
I carry a lot of baggage. Most of it my own fault, I suppose, but a lot of it is leftover baggage from interacting with other people, from putting too much trust in other people, from having faith in other people to be what they say. All the disappointments? I could fill a trunk.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.22.2012 @ 3:20 pm
Tree trunks falling over my head,
someone even left one of them under my bed.
Protruding through my sheets,
not letting me rest or sleep.
Birds perched on elegant toe,
I just wanted to let you know
The branches scratch my pillowed face,
this stupid tree in my bed has taken your place
» Posted By Mikey On 03.22.2012 @ 1:21 pm
It doesn’t take long for something to break. No matter how much history, investment, care, attention, prudence, or import you put into those things that matter to you most, all it takes is a small shift and it breaks. And some things can’t ever be made whole again. Never fixed. Enjoy what you have while you have it.
» Posted By Mikey On 03.21.2012 @ 12:56 pm
She weaved dreams together, a needle stitch, each thread in place. Meticulous business. Even worse when she dropped one (she never bothered looking to see what happened to those people –maybe it was the guilt that motivated her apathy).
» Posted By Mikey On 03.02.2012 @ 6:33 pm
If you’re lying in bed and feeling kind of ok, but then it starts raining and the wind gets up and you know your windows are shut and the wind can’t get you. And then it gets up more and starts hammering the window with the sound of coldness and wetness kept away from you.
» Posted By Mikey On 10.23.2011 @ 4:54 am
ive missed myself. nothings the same since what happened. i cant trust the people that trust me, and that makes me miss myself. nothing is really what it seems, its too simple to be what it is.
» Posted By mikey On 08.19.2011 @ 11:54 pm
hand held, like a cellphone, held in arms, like a couple, that sounds lame though but i bet a lot of other people said that too, i dont really like this word its kind of awkward and not used very often.
» Posted By mikey On 06.19.2011 @ 8:38 pm
The other day I drove past the VA Hospital and remembered how I had run past it in the rain crying hysterically. It was the lowest moment of my life. Driving by on a hot summer day, the pain seemed so far away. It is lucky that you can’t really remember pain.
» Posted By Mikey On 05.30.2011 @ 1:33 pm
Noun. A barren place, usually considered inhospitable. A place full of a variety of significant dangers, many of them lethal. Enter at your own risk.
» Posted By Mikey On 05.13.2011 @ 1:57 pm
I love whiskey. it’s funny how there are different spelings depending on what kind of whiskey it is. like scotch is spelled differently thatn the rest of them. they just want to be special i suppose. i love whiskeys though
they’re sweet. deep. refreshing to drink straight. i love it. i take them neat and cleran topo. adding ice can be ok with some, but you only need one cube. not a ton,.. you never want to drink a whiskyey cold. it kills all the flavor of it. you can’t appreciarett it when it’s cold.
» Posted By Mikey On 04.17.2011 @ 3:18 pm
I wondered how much you love me.
I know it’s alot and I know i love you just as much.
i never knew i could have that much love return back to me and it’s such a great feeling.
» Posted By mikey On 03.09.2011 @ 8:16 pm
holds keys, gets stuck in pocket, a way to remember where you were, something to pickup where you’re traveling to. sometimes lucky, sometimes unlucky. doesn’t matter, the key to memories.
» Posted By mikey On 02.27.2011 @ 3:09 pm
been a long time since, I have seen one of these fellows. Having no hair (intentionally) really benefits my wallet. I enjoy the cool breeze on my dome, and especially the feeling a fresh shave on my scalp. Except when it’s too hot out.
» Posted By mikey On 02.25.2011 @ 9:09 am
it’s always better outlet than inlet I always say. I have never ever had enough surge protectors for my outlets. I just wish I had more plugs. Place where to save on dope fashion designs and cool accessories for a bargain price.
» Posted By mikey On 02.21.2011 @ 4:46 pm
place where i save a ton of CASH on my goodies. never have enough, therefore, i own fifty different surge protectors. It’s always better out than in, I always say. Nothing like saving sixty percent off fashion designer stuffs. yes oh yess.
» Posted By mikey On 02.21.2011 @ 4:45 pm
one of my favorite pastimes. I love to take something simple and create various supporting or different arguments and ideas. I’m an idea connoisseur, they flow out of me non stop. When it’s all said and done, I’m an inventor. Of the future
» Posted By mikey On 02.18.2011 @ 3:57 pm
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a ton of extension cords, being in a box being transported to an apartment. they aren’t apart they are together. That’s what it is to tangle. With someone you care for under a blanket, their legs in yours. Tangle. That’s what it is.
» Posted By mikey On 02.17.2011 @ 3:04 pm