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Another one to the pattern
Internal yearning for something sacred, the illusion of bittersweet memories that are of a fantasy; the story we create for a moment that becomes etched in eternity. I long to… Read more
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I found a friend in Jack
Once upon a time I found a friend in Jack, he held me when I had no one else around. Jack introduced me to Mary & Crystal but the girls… Read more
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Memento Mori
I only found freedom when my idea of freedom was let go, when I replaced the train wreck with the quietness of self. Read more
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I asked God. I asked God for the infinite time for the answers to the existence of my life. I asked God for the question with the different shades of… Read more
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The killing
The intellectual craving of depravity that is entirely absent within the grief struck version of my younger self. The underlying urge that creates unnecessary suffering and existential bliss, of whom… Read more
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methylenedioxymethamphetamine
Tonight feels like such a lonely night I can hear the wind blowing in the trees and the moonlight shines through my window as I stare deep into the dark… Read more
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Release|Reliance |Renew
The singular purpose to release control of oneself to an intangible entity or being that is not of own control or self. “Higher power” Desire. I became fed on my… Read more
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Heart beats and silver lined streets
The intoxicating smell as the raindrops hit the pavement, the sound of echoing chirps and whistles that float through the air as they return to the sound of silence. I… Read more
Memoirs of a recovering artist 