The Alternatives

You made me feel so alone. So, why did you stay? Because I loved you. How could you? After all I did to you? I never saw it as what you did to me, it was all you did for me. You knew my troubles and you set me free of them. But I lead you to damnation. I’d follow you to hell, if that’s where you’ve been headed. It’s been a long time coming. It has, my love. He shoots her once in the chest, and then turns it on himself. 

Sunny always Sunny evermore Even though the light shines day in and day out, it’s always cold Sunny always Sunny evermore Skin breaks as the rush of the cold, harsh winds are brought in as Apollo dies down Sunny always Sunny nevermore Nyx looks ever so exquisite now that he has gone Sunny always Sunny nevermore Yet it is dark out, even though she feels warm

Fucking A. So a schmoke and some wine while the husband cooks lasagna. Box dinner specialty. Yea, I got it like that. On the wine, those are Roscato Rose and Roscato Rosso, which is best. Anyways, This week has been a fun one - we've become owners of a new bed! All of it new! Real cheap too, on Amazon. This may not be anything of a big deal to most, but it is fucking amazing for us! Especially for me since I've never owned a brand new mattress. They've always been 'used'. Spare me your thoughts. Anyways, not only was the fact of getting a new bed exciting for us. For me, we were finally getting rid of the 'slut bed', or so I call it. But, Why? Duh - he's had that bed since fuck knows when, who knows how many cunts have been in there and set their juices in. Including mine! I moved in with him three years ago, in to his apartment, and since then we've had the same bed. We've always talked about getting a new one, b

Hello, Motherlovers. How many of us are sitting in front of their laptop wondering what to do with the day and realizing it is being wasted away every second you sit there and type away? No? Me neither. What silly creatures we all are. Today I got to thinking that no matter how rich and famous, or poor and unknown we are at the end of the day, just meat bags. Stand in front of your mirror and stare at yourself, naked. That is all you are and ever will be. That is your present, past, future. And all that is unique to you. What matters, is what that strong skull of yours protects. And, yet here we are, pretending our minuscule issues actually mean a damn. Realize we all go through the same ideas, and feelings, we just interpret them in our own way. Intelligent Life. I just heard news about an interstaller object that came and went on it's way. Never to return. I think about the endless number of asteroids and comets that go flying by every second, and we don't