Like a puddle

Like a puddle

I have come to learn that women are extremely shallow in current
events. While women always say they search for love they in fact are
not. This hunt for love is based purely on looks. While I am searching
for someone I feel I can get along with without taking looks into
major consideration I come up with nothing.

Like a puddle I am always amazed by how shallow you can be despite
apperances

i can dream

So Thien Thanh Thi Nguyen better known as Tila Tequila is running a contest for her show and i guess is looking for a P.A to follow her around and hold a camera all day...the pay and sleeping on her couch and she cooks for you....and you know what...the prospect of being out of vegas makes that pay well worth it for me...hahaha

Its all starting to look the same

this city.
the people..

all of it is starting to look the same
its looks...feels...smells...sounds...and taste all the same...
no where you go feel any different within its grasp...

i must escape
i must escape
i must escape
i must escape....

Something Damaged

***TURN THE PAGE***
If it were really that easy...
I sit and hesistate knowing i need to turn this page
but something stops me...fear perhaps?

This page must be turned and everyone agrees for we all want to know how the story goes...
but when i hear the recording at the end of the page thats tells me to turn i stop...i panic...i hit the pause button not wanted to hear whats goign to happen without the image the book has provided for me.

But i have...no i MUST finish this story. I Demand to know the ending. An ending that could be one of fairy tales with the happiest of ending.

But it could also be an ending from a Mother Grim story..full of pain, hate, despair and misery

But at the same time am i not already there by tormenting myself and not finishing this story...

Distort

dis*tort |disˈtôrt|
verb [ trans. ]
pull or twist out of shape

I reject your reality and substitute my own.