“But you don’t know what it’s like to wake up in the middle of the night, scared with the thought of kissing razors”
~Pierce the Veil
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” If I were you, I’d put that away. See you’re just wasted and thinking bout the most again. Darling you’ll be ok. And she said…”
” If you were me, you’d do the same, yeah! ‘Cause I can’t take anymore, I’ll draw the shades and close the door. I’m not alright and I would rather…”
~Pierce the Veil
“I kissed the scars on her skin.
I still think you’re beautiful, and I don’t ever wanna lose my best friend.
I screamed out,”God, you vulture, bring her back or take me with her!”
~Pierce the Veil
A fictional account of a better idea, from the mind of a man wearing worn pants.
I found this a while back and have often wanted to share it, but always struggled to remember the name, or locate the link buried in my countless bookmarks… but here it is.
“The Ragged Trousered Philosopher’s Conversation With God”
(I totally didn’t expect that site-cap to occupy the entire front page; my bad.)
Just wanted to share this here for you guys, as i think many of you may find it interesting, possibly useful.
And for those of you whose eyes have opened wide enough, to see […]
I am guessing you are gone now. I haven’t heard from you in a while and know you had little rope left, needing what remained to hang from. I never learned your real name and don’t know what you looked like; I only knew you for a few weeks but we shared more in that time than most do in many years. I loved you, my friend. Truth be told, I had a big crush on you too and part of me wishes I had said so. My world was better for your having been in it and I will always remember you and thank […]
“Ooooh…”
So i was sitting outside a while ago, enjoying a smoke at dawn, during a rather precipitous rain storm…
A faded flash behind the veil, an echoed crack of thunder in the distance…
Crossed paths with some memories, thought about where i’d left some things…
There’s a certain person who is always close inside, no matter how far removed from my physical life, who i just can’t help but think of, when it rains.
Or when it’s just cloudy.
Or when it’s sunny.
Or when it’s just a normal windy day.
I recalled a recurring theme i used to employ, as part of my previously favorable attitude and outlook that this person […]
you just have to say “fuck it, I wanna be happy.”
Life is Shit at the moment, life is a journey.
You stepped in a pile of shit ok?
When you do that in real life, what really happens?
For the next ten miles do you think about that pile of shit you stepped in?
Do you see piles of shit on the road ahed and steer yourself right into them?
No? So why do it mentally?
Sure, your foot may stink because of the residual shit, but the initial impact is back there man, leave your bad feelings about the shit back there. […]
Where am i?
Groggy and disorientated! Scared, no…Terrified! Lost! Alone! Â Iv’e disappeared into a bottomless pit of desperate pessimism.
I find myself lying on the floor, naked. The room is a mess. The abstract paintings on the wall are askew and there’s glass sprinkled like dangerous confetti all over the carpet. My head is throbbing to unknown injuries and my thoughts are incoherent. I’m having difficulty remembering where i should be and how i got to be here. Is that electricity sparking between the lights? What’s going on?
Where did Vicky go? I needed her and she was here. I spoke to her and the others, Warren? Jackie? […]
I don’t feel comfortable talking about my life, even behind a veil of anonymity. Not yet any way, But after a long road i’m now living with my Girlfriend, going on 2 weeks now. We’ve been together 10 months. 10 months of only seeing each other every other weekend, so its a nice change.
I thought i got over this a while ago, after 3 attempts and a long spiral everything seemed to be looking up. i joined the Navy(Â i was later separated because I “might” have ADD( their words not mine) i at least tried, which is much more than many others can say. […]