I find December as the loneliest month. I remember last year when I would go to an old bridge with an open river under it. I've spent my happiest and saddest moments on that bridge, the cold beers and summers of skinny dipping, or the cold fire side nights with homemade Irish Coffee. I cried every night on that bridge, remembering when things were happier and I wasn't stuck here smoking a cigare... » Continue Reading
From the notes I left on the cafe tables (happy thoughts): my towns local diner is a place a frequently visit for a cup of coffee and pen so I can write in my journal while I wait to go to work. Today I did my normal morning routine but an elderly couple came in to celebrate their 72nd anniversary. I watch as the couple showed the same love to each other as a younger couple would. As I finished ... » Continue Reading
Dear, Hiraeth It's been awhile since I've told you that I love you. I know things have not been easy for you, and on these lonely nights I start to think about what happened before the incident. I want you to know that I am still here and that they can't hurt you anymore, they can't make you feel empty anymore. I wish you would write back more, I » Continue Reading
To those that are gonna spend the time reading my garbage, thank you. Does anyone else just lay in their room and think about the perfect life for yourself, while listening to the songs that touch you so hard that it's heart breaking. If anyone has felt that way then you know that it f*cking sucks. The pointless and hopeless thoughts of running away with that girl you've never spoken a single word... » Continue Reading