"Playing the game"
18 / US / Guitar player with 14 guitars
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Category: Books and Stories
Yet again I find myself on hand and foot, much too willing to be a servant. A pawn patiently awaiting the arrival of something. Someone. A personality that's been made into a cult. One built by nothing but my delusions and my desires. None of this was by the will of anyone but me. I did this to myself, for myself. It's in no way their fault it backfired. It's in no way their fault I feel this way.... » Continue Reading
Category: Life
Wowzers. Ever just work 11 hours and pass out? Not fun. Either way, won't stop the unending word vomit that is this little blog I add to. I lie to everyone around me, and even myself. I gaslight myself into thinking what happened was different. Sometimes I look back at what was actually said, and I shock myself. Was it really that bad? I don't remember these bits; I don't remember the part where _... » Continue Reading
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
Feeling that grand old desire to write. How fun. Hills, hills and trees everywhere. Sun went down a couple hours ago. The mountains are beautiful this time of year. The drive, even when traffic is horrible with the tourists, isn't all bad. The view is nice, too. Work is...work. Customers are chill, coworkers are all awesome, and the pay is good, so who cares? Benefits aren't all bad either. Too ma... » Continue Reading
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
Another day, another fit of...something. Some raging, nagging sensation to write out a piece. The urge to stay awake, the urge to not yet go under that veil. A demanding, yet subtle sensation. The burdens of a creative mind. Sucks, doesn't it? For me, yeah. For those that actually care about my ramblings (who may or may not exist), sure. (Again. Screaming into the void.) That feeling, though. I c... » Continue Reading
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Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
Figured it was high time I do one of these. Doubt most of you will even read this. Not entirely sure why I felt the need to do this, then again I don't have reason behind half the shit I do. For those of you who choose to listen to this little scream-into-the-void-esque rant, hey. You guys are pretty cool. Anyways, to the juicy bits. The notion of sympathy sickens me, yet I yearn for it. The idea ... » Continue Reading
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