What I Learned On My Summer Vacation. I love shrimp Po Boys. Louisiana Police are hard asses.

I feel a little stiffled by the amount of time that has passed and the drastic change between my life when i started this blog and now. Looking for Ghosts behind every corner. And what does that mean anyway. Hey Wizard, wheres his brain.

So Much, Too Late. Lost and found, and lost. Again like a bad penny. I guess I need a second wind.

But it has actually made me more wise. You could say that without the rain,. By feeding victims full of bullshit and lies. Those who love me the most are now insane,. Due to me enforcing their screams and cries. I did all of this while feeling no shame,.

A look into the life of a dreamer. Someone told me today that hanging with me and talking to me was good for their soul.

I wish you could be me for a day, to learn how to cope with these kalidescope of moods that seem to change colour and direction on the spur of the moment, with no warning and no sense of the consequences that I am going to have to face in the end. This is my face covered in freckles.

Posted in Consideratum est per curiam. On July 16, 2015 by wordsweneversaid. She was telling a story about a place he knows well. As is usual, by the time I was through, there were tears flowing down.

Oh that sleep would keep me, bells beckon from afar. A drink of life and dark aromas tender voices offer. Tables set do fill me and the presence of your words. Friends, lovers, strangers seeking my discourse. Walls alive with sounds of music birds hum along. Noises slowly blossom with clutter in my head. Words uttered cease, sounds no longer heard.