The world is closed behind masked nose, but locked-in is my freedom. Behind white lies, I no longer hide, No social pressure -- Freedom. And then it's real, the guilt I feel for all I taste is freedom. How strange the range of pain you feel imprisoned by your freedom. They say you lose your sense of taste, those not inclined to treason, » Continue Reading
The weight of the world is on the shoulders of my expectations I can't live up to. "Overencumbered and cannot run." "Overencumbered and cannot run." The fallout of my choices is newly clear. A standard-bearer who can't bear standard. A sprinter who woke up halfway through the marathon. Life is what you allow to happen when you don't achieve. » Continue Reading
Late at night to my delight they'd chat with me on AIM. The lights were dim while I played the Sims and texted usernames. I'd write all night a mournful dirge for my LiveJournal fans. I'd pick a song and sing along to make MySpace friends dance. There was a time you'd get kicked offline when your parents picked up the phone. The sta » Continue Reading