aint no valley low

It's sort of funny, do I enjoy my life as a roller coaster? I was thinking during the movie that I need to get my priorities straight. Sometimes I feel like everything's working in concert with everything else, I hate to say that because of the ridiculous symphonic metaphors in that pile of shit. I always want to bake a cake, as well as eat and digest it simultaneously. I like to think that this class requires more of my time than I deem fair, but that's seriously one of the stupidest things I've ever thought in my life. There are designated times in the school schedule to let loose and have fun. This is not one of those times and I need to make sure I'm on top of my shit right now. Good night and good luck.

Pulp

Our hero finds himself out of breath tracing the curvaceous four oh five. What few colors are left run together. I'm sort of glad I still have my safety net, but the fact that I set it up pretty much means I'm guilty as fuck. This is not where I want to be. Grasping at mossy rock walls guiding through viscous darkness. I'm aware of what I'm holding on to and there are brief moments of visibility, very brief. At some point, I will trip. It's going to hurt. Though it won't hurt me. Well maybe it will. God damn I have nothing to do and this is all I can muster, sometimes I miss my muse.

failure

I don't enjoy failing. I can't believe I screwed up so bad. I'll augment this a little more later, I feel like lying down.

lesser of two weasels

I'm taking a little siesta from writing (obviously) mostly because I'm feeling less inspired these days. I feel like I've lost control of everything, including my command of the English language. I shouldn't have had to leave this morning, I'm kind of pissed about that.

morn

I feel stupidly empty, when really there's no reason to.

God

You really have an amazing sense of humor.

potent potable

I asked your silhouette to give me her elbow, always the gentleman.
I literally ran until I couldn't run anymore (literally?).
Walking back with nothing but the company of gorillas.
Walking is kind of an overstatement, shuffling like the walking dead.
Walking like the shuffling dead.
The gentle caress of a plant on my collar bone.
Suffering from phantom limb syndrome, guess which.
Sorry about your heartache, you inspire me.