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damn...she really got me.. all the one night stands the blur of faces forgotten names... all seems so tiring now so much work so unappealing..

i want to save all the angels of the world the ones that line the sheets under a million men the ones that smile their masks of misery and hear..

somewhere along the line i lost all confidence in who i am, life f****n crushed me man... was it the weed? the demeaning jobs? the girlfriend w..

every little thing, every nuance that feels even slightly out of place gets me thinking... what's the truth? is there something hidden behin..

we met online, both claiming to just be looking for friends... I was lonely, always lonely, lonely for a f**k.. we started texting each othe..

a gust of wind swirls sand into a devil and then pushes forcefully into the windows of our beat up truck... i cough and sneeze and laugh at t..

we get back from the cho hall and i notice straight away something aint right with the door... the trim is hanging loose, the door slightly ajar..

a day like any other drive co worker to airport, stopped for a philly cheese steak... driving down road sun is shining, 11:30... a loud thud..

sit in a tin can smoke cigarettes listen to the velvet underground finding a truely north american happiness behind razorwire.... the music is ..

I didn't fully realize the effect it had on me, six and a half months straight in afghanistan, until i was sitting in a go go bar in phuket... ..