I visited my favorite teacher from high school today. He was so influential and important to me and I’m glad that were still communicating. I talked...
The south sucks in a lot of ways but at least we have Bojangles.
i think id want to but we’d both be too embarrassed to get very far
The best friends in the world are the ones that you can have discussions of what kinks you think fictional characters have.
I needed to write,
But I had no inspiration,
So I abandoned my laptop,
And stepped out of my hell of a home,
To abandon it all,
And just stare at the stars a bit,
Soak up the night,
Experience the entirety of the cosmos,
If only for a brief bit.
But when I lied down,
There were clouds hanging in the night,
Blocking my view,
Clouding my inspiration,
And my very thoughts,
I was a hollow shell underneath a dark sky.
And instead of stars I melted into that murky darkness,
Melted into a ink black,
And I simply felt nothing,
Not anger or sorrow,
A profound lack of anything,
I found the nihilist’s void,
And in it found horror,
For it’s pure desire to destroy all,
And make everything into it’s nothing.
With that I snapped to,
And rushed back inside,
I can deal in light,
And I make home in shadows,
I revel in the starlight of the night,
But the nothingness that lies under night’s clouds,
Is a sight too horrible for anyone.