I knew everything when I was young...pretty face and electric soul...marked me like a blood stain

 

though it's all over now your all I ever dream about because I think your the only dream I ever had that I was going to have, and I've asked and wanted too much, so that was my dream and the rest were used before time was up, don't wish young one, your growing old, its over now

17 yrs, does it cut your cheekbone any less, saturate your under-eye circles more, do you have a moment to breathe ? I think I've lived more than I might ever be able to pen, I think I've lived so intently that when or if and when nor how they will slide my body through the back door cold or not, than debriefing will take place and will be more brief either panic or sadness. 

I could have walked away 

one week 17yrs 

but I made a choice, here is to all the choices I made that no longer have merit lessen and deepen the fear

I guess I could have said no but I choose not to. I did not walk away. 

Maybe I took on the wrong set of plans.

'just a perfect day I'm so glad I got to spend it with you', i take another bullet down this shade of veils and vials, but I wouldnt trade it for anything

a day in July

July 2010

'I hope that you're keeping some kind of record'

late january 2011

it's ok to eat fish because they don't have any feelings

Life with one less organ

in the start of the year

Bethlehem. January 2011