Juan : Writing

w.i.p.

w.i.p.

A Story by Juan


Biologically rejected, a second chance at a loving acceptance is marred by the resentfulbashingsof my so called "new " father... We were to..
Perfection replaced by potential...

Perfection replaced by potential...

A Poem by Juan


Life can seem tobeextremly short when youre soul isintrigued by the differenceseveryone else has to offer youand monotonously wonderful when the long ..
Mass production..

Mass production..

A Story by Juan


Passionate desire,love crazy...words so similar definition is hazy. Have you ever lost your mind temporarily while it was full of blinding rage and an..
Regurgitated boredom..

Regurgitated boredom..

A Story by Juan


An occasional roar can be heard in the distance but the sound of a million fingernails tapping on my rooftop has been aconsistent relaxing melody that..
Re circulating garbage in the mind of the asinine..

Re circulating garbage in the mind of the asinine...

A Story by Juan


With the exception of a few rodents prowling the streets and the occasional (four) legged kind scurrying about, this city is in it's rejuvenating stat..
A taste of love and it's quirks...

A taste of love and it\'s quirks...

A Story by Juan


With the flick of the thumb the flame is set loose on a cigarette as the inhalation begins a soft, seductive voice asks "what do you think?"..
Attainable...

Attainable...

A Poem by Juan


I'm the taker, youre the faker, youre my soul humiliator...but youre all I can think about, I'm the lust you can't live without... Youre the begga..
Run of the mill inquiry..

Run of the mill inquiry..

A Story by Juan


I systematically itch for death, subsequently longing and welcoming you to scratch my surface, to peel back my flesh and scrutinize my humanity. Agn..
Oil and Water...

Oil and Water...

A Story by Juan


Stains of love scattered on my bed sheets, but you are nowhere present.Living in the moment but waiting in vain, a self inflicted state I've chosen to..
Following the plan...

Following the plan...

A Story by Juan


Nostalgically illuminated, hundreds of dancing flames sporadically yet factioned adorn this serene sanctuary...Relics of a selfless martyr, and the ..

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