24 oz.

she was sure i would have a good time that night. i wondered what she imagined that night as. they were having a great time out there, for sure. i could hear some unfunny jokes, laughter, chatter, and tejano music. i didn't feel like dealing with that and opted for a nearby slab/parking to enjoy a humongous Lone Star.

I'd kinda hoped someone would join; Lone star it is!

even in dreams

ding dong! i had been warned not to buy from the one in purple. ding dong! ding dong! i peek out and see the purple. she tries peeking in the window, but cannot see me from this low corner. i cannot see her either, only a piece of cloth moving around the window corner. i hear the steps walking away.

when the coast is clear i look out the window. it is her. she drives down the end of the cul-de-sac and makes a right.

i don't know why my mind goes to this one. she made it known some time ago, and well-known a few months ago...i am not that one.

ok, i guess. i just want to wake up normal again.

stabbed

there was a time i would have answered that call. that was me! that WAS me. i can even prove it with my SAT. it's hard to keep going once you've been stabbed like that though. all the ridicule and bullshit? that was easy. but once you've stabbed at the core, well...enough is enough.

you can't answer the call if your battery is dead.

uninspiring inspiration

there's a magnet on the fridge. without stormy weather we'd have no rainbows. awww. except it is not true. it has not rained here for weeks, and with sunlight, a running hose, and my thumb i made a rainbow today.

i wish it would have cheered me up. i think some stormy weather would help.




there were moments
when i kept going. without food. without water. i kept going. i had to.
was it the heart? was it the mind? the legs!
the answer doesn't matter

Creepy riding