This will probably be the shittiest message to get at any hour, but my current state demands that I create it.
I am currently wasted, and have returned from a night of excessive drinking. But among such twisted thoughts and words I have uttered throughout my recent travels, one has boiled to the surface enough to bring me here. And that is to admit my undying affection towards you.
This might sound strange coming from someone like me, but I have been in love with you ever since I've realized who you are and what you have gone through in this life. Even after the trauma, the hardship and the relentless pain your soul might have orbiting itse
Tonight, what I wish which would bring me to rest
Would have your face, your smile, pulsing within my chest
Lifting me above Earth, like the calm ocean breeze
Bringing life to my leaves; lighting them floral green
With a beam of bright light reflecting off your face
With a kiss of sweet bliss, and a touch of pure grace
This will probably be the shittiest message to get at any hour, but my current state demands that I create it.
I am currently wasted, and have returned from a night of excessive drinking. But among such twisted thoughts and words I have uttered throughout my recent travels, one has boiled to the surface enough to bring me here. And that is to admit my undying affection towards you.
This might sound strange coming from someone like me, but I have been in love with you ever since I've realized who you are and what you have gone through in this life. Even after the trauma, the hardship and the relentless pain your soul might have orbiting itse
Tonight, what I wish which would bring me to rest
Would have your face, your smile, pulsing within my chest
Lifting me above Earth, like the calm ocean breeze
Bringing life to my leaves; lighting them floral green
With a beam of bright light reflecting off your face
With a kiss of sweet bliss, and a touch of pure grace
Arctic waves, colder than the reaper's touch
All the wrath of Poseidon crushing, churning
Bruising, breaking, I am cast against the rocks
My few remaining bones shatter
Pulling current, stronger than my failing limbs
The last of my lung's vestiges gone, screaming
I am heard on the surface, but no aid can reach
Thust up for a breath of air, and hands grasp to help
Waves drag me below again
Lifeline ahead, more beautiful than divinity
I reach up with the last of my strength, hoping
I'm saved. At last, there is light
Enveloped in warmth, the love overwhelming
But my hallowed savior, the good untainted
It cries at my touch, recoilin
My name is Jacob I fade in the mob Never had a good job And likes corn on the cob
Current Residence: a cozy corner of the world Favourite genre of music: Dub/Jazz/Metal/Blues/Carnival Favourite style of art: The kind that Makes you Think Operating System: "My Magical Vanishing Memory Machine" Shell of choice: Turtle Skin of choice: Anyone but Mine Personal Quote: I'm just a Rock in the Ocean, Failing to Suspend
What is happening in my life that I could bring myself to type out...
Well, this town is getting to me. In a bad way. I know I shouldn't complain too much, because there's always the possibility of moving somewhere else, and sow the seeds of a new life within a new area. But getting my family back together has been somewhat bitter-sweet... I feel guilty for being in their hair this long and fucking up the few chances I've been given.
Sometimes I think it'd be a right move to end the show... but there's so much I haven't done! I can't give up. It's not worth losing, even if I'll be in a wheelchair in five years, or I drop dead in the street
I am jealous.
Jealous that I don't get to know how long it'll take for this miserable moment in my life to end, while I am surrounded by people who seem to not even recognize it.
I wish I couldn't recognize it.
This state I'm in is all too familiar, and I feel so stupid that I convinced myself it wouldn't be this way anymore.
I've been trying to stay out of the house and away from this God-forsaken room I enclose myself in... With this goddamn computer being my biggest connection with people. I sit and I wait for people I enjoy to be available for conversation, and then I lose them. People who used to be the best of friends are complete s
I've had a bit of a blinding break from keeping my thoughts from publishing options... And, of course, has certainly led me to here. You are an absolute gateway; an apostolic method of self-deliverance. Show me, and everyone, what I really am and mean
Do it.
As far as this soul's impossible succession through the days, it's been a bit of a contact situation than as often as expected.
Nobody seems to know how to manage the injuries... Including myself
Except... my few heroes left in this void
Them being musicians
It's taken me a few weeks to fully accept that the music I have kept with me all these years would STILL reach me and teach me
I've built some major things, like houses and stuff on my own. I helped my friend construct a gigantic evil tower, and that's probably the most I've done.