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Hi guys. I haven’t been on here in over a year. I took a break. But I’m back. And I’m starting with a new sheet of paper. I created a new URL just to start fresh. 

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Alcoholism and Finger Painting

Here I sit
on this rugged old armchair I picked up
at a yard sale last weekend.
The perfect finishing touch
to my rugged old apartment.

A bottle of cheap whiskey is cradled in my lap
and I listen to the whines of the in-between stations
on the radio.

I know I shouldn’t. Everything is telling me
Stop.
Don’t.
Please. 

But the thought of the poison
seeping through my veins is making me euphoric.

I am dehydrated. I’m salivating, looking at the
rim of this bottle, the condensation
running down to my fingers.

I’ve had enough. My mind is telling me
Go.
Do it.
Please. 

My hand reaches for my feather and
knocks over the bottle,
spilling ink on the glass coffee table.

And there it is. That euphoria I’ve been craving.
I reach out, ten fingers ready.
I dip in and get my fingers wet, spreading
the ink on the table. Forming words
and phrases
and lines
and stanzas

And Poems.

My blood is rushing. They told me this
would happen, even on my first time back.
My first drink after years of AA meetings,
and God does it feel good.

Like a rose in a storm.: I hate being that person who notices all the little details about...

incensesoakedsoul:

I hate being that person who notices all the little details about people, and falls in love with them.

Like maybe their laugh. I love other people’s laughter, it makes me smile and feel warm. Or maybe the way they tilt their head when they’re thinking, or that they stick out their tongue when…

Dear you,

I’m just gonna leave this for you to find whenever. Maybe you’ll find it tomorrow. Maybe you’ll find it a long time from now. Maybe hopefully you’ll smile when you read this, because your smile is beautiful. You make me happy because when you smile it lights you up. Your whole face smiles. Your eyes smile and its the most beautiful thing. And so when you smile, you make me smile, and that is why I love making you smile. You’re a really pretty girl, and when you’re happy and smiling, you’re twice as beautiful.

Rewind. Five months back from today. We were laying on my couch together, the day after my birthday - the day after our first kiss. Something was on tv, but I couldn’t tell you what because I was so absorbed - so hypnotized by you. Your beauty. Your smile. Your eyes. Your lips, Your soft hands embracing mine (isn’t it nice dating a writer? :) lucky you). And so I looked up into your beautiful eyes and asked you to be my girlfriend. And there it was again.

That smile.

I want you to know and never forget that I love you and care about you more than anything in the world, so don’t ever think that you’re bothering me. I love when you text me. I love when you call me. I love when you write me notes. I love everything that you do. I love everything about you.

I love you.

Love,

Me

did-you-kno:

Lost Generation.
I’m a part of Lost Generation
and I refuse to believe that
I can change the world
I realize this may be a shock but
“Happiness comes from within”
is a lie, and
“Money will make me happy”
So in thirty years I’ll tell my children
They are not the most important thing in my life
My employer will know that
I have my priority straight because
Work
Is more important than
Family
I tell you this
Once upon a time
Families stay together
But this will not be true in my era
This is a quick fix society
Experts tell me
Thirty years from now I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce
I do not concede that
I will live in a country of my own making
In the future
Environmental destruction will be the norm
No longer can it be said that
My peers and I care about this earth
It will be evident that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic
It is foolish to presume that
There is hope
And all of this will come true unless we reverse it.
Source

holy shit

did-you-kno:

Lost Generation.

I’m a part of Lost Generation

and I refuse to believe that

I can change the world

I realize this may be a shock but

“Happiness comes from within”

is a lie, and

“Money will make me happy”

So in thirty years I’ll tell my children

They are not the most important thing in my life

My employer will know that

I have my priority straight because

Work

Is more important than

Family

I tell you this

Once upon a time

Families stay together

But this will not be true in my era

This is a quick fix society

Experts tell me

Thirty years from now I will be celebrating the 10th anniversary of my divorce

I do not concede that

I will live in a country of my own making

In the future

Environmental destruction will be the norm

No longer can it be said that

My peers and I care about this earth

It will be evident that

My generation is apathetic and lethargic

It is foolish to presume that

There is hope

And all of this will come true unless we reverse it.

Source

holy shit

"I spoke to myself in the mirror for a while tonight, and I made a promise
that I would never fuck up having you in my life, and to be honest
I think you’re my favorite girl I’ve ever met.”

This is Jessica, my girlfriend and my best friend. I am absolutely crazy in love with this girl. Tell the world. She consumes my mind every second of every day. I’m so grateful and consider myself very lucky to have her in my life. Her smile, her eyes, her voice, her laugh, and everything she does. She’s so perfect.

ralphcastner:

deathcabfordouglas:

A Few Of My Bukowski Poetry Books.

I have two of these. I would love to get more.
I also want some of his Novels.

charles bukowski so good

ralphcastner:

deathcabfordouglas:

A Few Of My Bukowski Poetry Books.

I have two of these. I would love to get more.

I also want some of his Novels.

charles bukowski so good

this love

Your eyes,
like doors
they lead me in

With each blink -
you capture me 
and consume me,

bringing me closer
into this love 

Submit some of your stuff I wanna read some poetry. If its good I’ll publish it.

maybe i’ll start another secondary blog for it and if you want to you can follow that blog to read about sexual encounters and if not then just don’t follow it no harm done. sound like a plan?