"God bless the man at the crossroads / God bless the woman who still can't sleep / God bless the history that doesn't repeat."

False alarm, everybody. A very melodramatic false alarm... I suppose it is only a matter of time until that is undone. Action will not yield positive reaction, but dammit, I'm going to walk into that anyways. As soon as I can. This is not intentionally cryptic, I apologize to anyone expecting value from a blog, but wandering eyes may see this. All things will be spoken with clarity when my head is clear with pain or victory.

"A thousand years in perfect symmetry / A thousand years no getting rid of me"

I would really like nothing more but to be wrong, just this once. I spent 5 months telling myself this would happen, yet when the clues are finally there, I unravel at the very idea. I can be strong all I want, but things are definitely wrong. Or about to be.

Sorry for the boring

It's contagious, you see. I've been away for awhile. I'm back now. I'm going to put a list here; it's for myself though. It's to-be-accomplished soon.
1. Haircut/dye.
2. New glasses.
3. Clothing overhaul.
One, two, three: shortish/black, perhaps Wayfarers (perhaps these? http://www.framesdirect.com/framesfp/Ray-Ban_RX-tdnitd/r.html ), plain, dark, thrifted, Suedehead/post-Punk.

Thanks & I love you, I promise to never leave again.

Again

It happened again.
Oh joy.

O hai

I'm not angry anymore, just fyi.
I'll post something longer tomorrow.
Here, have this:

Angry words

I'm going to split you ear to ear,
from one side of your head to the other,
one cut is all I need to see you bleed.
Yeah but who knows if you bleed blood
Or maybe dust.
You gigantic lying bitch.

I dunno

I don't know what this is, but I found it on my external hard drive. I think I wrote it earlier this year? Not sure. Also not sure if it was supposed to be a shitty song or a shitty poem, but its one of the two, and most assuredly shitty. Hmm.

O believer, O Sineater, who do you fear?
You've had your share, your share of tears
Do you fear god? Do you fear Jesus?
Do you fear man? Do you fear Ephesus?
Well it seems the Seven Sleepers never woke
And Theodosius the first never spoke
And handed you the world
Well, now you play the Lord
Of earth, water, and sky
This time there is no Decius to bring you down from on high
Apparently you miss the obvious irony
Of your new persecution
A reversal of roles
and this time, Sineater, there is none so bold
to bring you down from your throne