BLOG WHAT YOU WANT.

There's always that "maybe I shouldn't blog this".

Yeah, ignore that.

I was hit with, "You're an artist, you can say anything you want." the other day.

Get your creative on.

WOW.

WEEEELLLLLL! I know I've been away from the blogging world for quite some time, BUT LET ME EXPLAIN MYSELF. I've been working from 7am-3pm and then 4pm-9pm. Being that the commute to work is about an hour and fifteen minutes, I would have to be awake by 4:30 am.. when I would get home at around 9:30pm, in bed by about 10:30. That left me with 6 hours of sleep (if I'm lucky) for the past six weeks. SO HERE I AM! ON CHRISTMAS VAYCAY! AND TOTES AT HOME.. AFTER SLEEPING IN TIL 9AM AND WATCHING PINOCCHIO. Feels good man, feels fucking great. Now if only I had some funds. Hearing I could get some shifts in January is something I so desperately need. Student loans are really the biggest assholes I hang out with :(
Yesterday was Anthony's birthday. Went out, lit a candle on a birthday cake, drank some Manhattans and tried to hold back the tears. I miss him so so so so much.
I'm pretty much throwing down every single effort in me into work and organizing my life. I've hit this whole "me" time in my life. It's really exhausting but I hope all of it in the end will better me. That's all we ever want, right?!

So. In summary, get money, laugh, cry, do your laundry, pay your bills, read, and have a Merry Christmas.. and if you know anyone looking for a crazy writer to write stuff, throw them my e-mail.

Til next post, kids.

BIRTHDAY BONIBELLE.

Today is her day. MIZZZZZZZZ PHEEEENNNOMMMMENNAAALLLL, if you will.

Let's get it. Happy birthday, my lovely.

BASIC SPACE.

I'll take you in pieces, we can take it all apart. I've suffered shipwrecks right from the start. I've been underwater, breathing out and in. I think I'm losing where you end and I begin.

Basic space, open air. Don't look away, when there's nothing there.

I'm setting us in stone, piece by piece, before I'm alone. Air tight, before we break,
keep it in, keep us safe.

It's a pool of boiling wax. I'm getting in. Let it set. Got to seal this in. Can't adjust, Can't relearn. Got to keep what I have, preserve.

Basic. Space.

TIMES MAY BE HARD..

Sometimes the biggest challenges are the ones that you give yourself.

Hang on.

All we get in this world is time.

We can wait for the good days.

KISS ME LIKE YOU MISS ME, FUCK ME LIKE YOU HATE ME.

But she don't want a weekend - she wants all of me or none of me.