Slightly Sightless

I had an interesting thought. I sometimes dislike the car driving in front of me for no rational reason. I don't like them because the color of their car or even worse, the shape of the back of their head. It got me thinking about the saying, 'blind like prejudice' and I got depressed. However, then I thought about the other saying, 'blind like love' and that gave me hope. Happy holidays everyone~!

Not mature enough to see past the rose-colored hue of childhood.

Over and over again, the inescapable circle.

Stupid pupil, it has to take everything in.

And for the first time in a long time, I've stepped outside of myself.

Deeply Darkly Infatuated with You

Violent dreams are a bitch. I have never been beaten up so much in my life...err dreams. This week alone I have been: beaten with a golf club, poisoned, stabbed with a huge needle taking blood from my neck, and dropped from a TORNADO. What. The. Fuck.

Pretty like Drugs

Life goes on you said.