I haven't been on here in almost a year now. Kind of crazy.
But I missed it.
And I started writing again. After not being able to for an incredibly long time.
So yes!
If anyone is still around who remembers me, give me a shout!
<3


Exhale Life.I sit in the silence, drinking in time, exhaling life. The room is cold, dark. I used to hate the dark; running blindly in panic to turn on every light, to illuminate every corner. Now I live in it. Light is too harsh, too revealing. The darkness is my security blanket, it swaths me in anonymity, it covers my imperfections. No one can see me in the darkness. My breath is light, almost an echo of reality. My heart beats slowly, faintly. I do not care for life. Time flies about me, as I sit, immobile, trapped inside my mind.Exhale Life.
My mind, my comfort, my place of refuge; it swallowed me. I had retreated, slowly, barely noticing, u


Something.One Day when it was Warm Dinner wasn’t anything to speak about. There is only so much that you can say about stewed prunes, and only so much time that you wish to dwell on the thought of them. I’ve already said too much. Let’s move on to other details from my life today.Something.
I did a miniscule amount of cleaning earlier this morning. The clocks needed dusting. I have one hundred and seventy-five now. They are all different shapes and sizes. I have a circular one that is six feet wide, and one shaped like a rabbit that is four inches tall. My vermillion alarm clock plays six hundred and seventy-eight versions of “Good Morning Su


Bittersweet.When we sit in sleepless cages And our minds mourn away the night When we get so lost inside ourselves We can’t focus on anything but painBittersweet.
Tearing at everything Clawing A savage beast set loose Want to scream Want to die Need to feel some sort of Release
Breathe in deep And let it out As body and mind Separate As being ceases to be
When our souls leave our bodies When we let them float away No more strings to hold us down We can dance the night away, yeah We can dance the night away


Drifted.it's so strange, the way we've drifted so far so frightening, who we've becomeDrifted.
i miss your laughter the jokes told late at night as we sat beside the pool young, and unaware of how much we had
now it's slipped from our grasp we sit alone in the darkness waiting for the dawn but the light so rarely comes
i'm crazy you drink all the time lost are our dreams of restaurants and horses and happy, carefree lives
PaperStars
Swing States

BuggerdBuggerd ----Buggerd
I can make out sounds from near 20Hz to 23.6kHz.
I can detect color differences in monitors that others cannot perceive much less believe until its proven by a print screen and photo-shop.
I still think HDTV is low def.
I can tell the difference between a 128bit a 192bit mp3 file, and prefer no less than 320vbr 144khz.
I think 5.1 surround sound is missing 12 speakers.
I can detect artifacts in jpegs, and digital cameras without thinking.
I can see LCD shimmer.
I can see refresh rate lines in anything less than 120khz. &n
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"Just when they think they have the answer, i change the question!"
Oh no Mr. Kool aide man. You and your big frutiness you had better fix that hole you put in the wall before my dad comes home and sees it and beats me with a toaster!- Dane Cook
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Sweet sounds of music
Fill the air like perfume,
Yet not strong enough to silence
All the sounds of the night.
Love The Beatles!
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yumemitai
~like a dream~
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ONCE YOU'VE BEEN HIT, YOU HAVE TO HIT 8 PEOPLE! IF YOU GET HIT AGAIN YOU'LL KNO YOUR REALLI sexy! IF YOU BRAKE THE cHAIN, YOULL BE CURSED WITH UN*SEXYNESS FOR 10 YEARS SO PASS IT HIT WHO EVER YOU THINK IS sexy
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I've come to the conclusion that my mind is being remote controlled from Neptune. How do I know this, you ask? Why, from the incredibly long information signal delay of course...
New poems if you wish to take a look
Thanks
Your Friend
Ty aka Kan
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-Ty aka Kan
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The Esotheric Singularity Of The Deterministic Fredom Of Fate
In Nomine Gnosis, Amen
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Give me one more medicated peaceful moment
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