tranquil like a hurricane

a positive step in the right direction.



i finally submitted my application for graphic design today. i cant wait to get started! i wonder how long i'll have to wait for my material. i hope it won't be too long. i'm very excited.



work continues to suck. been working all weekend, and making very little progress. drains my will to live.



anyway, just thought id share.

Empty echoes of a Hollow life

My resistance futile, concentric circles of failure, bitter resentment, and utter futility shape the pattern of my so-called life, more accurately, my existence.

How easily a blade would slip through the veins on my wrist, freeing the warm crimson within. Tendons snapping, blood gently making it’s escape from this wasted body.

I’m a nutcase. This was not part of the plan.

So many unfulfilled should-have-beens stare at me accusingly. All the incomplete supposed-to-haves, murder in their formless eyes. Discontent and disappointment fill all the spaces I deign to inhabit.

If Luck be a Lady tonight, perhaps She will be merciful and let me starve to death tonight. A river of tears to flow, bend, swirl around me, perhaps I’ll drown – if it weren’t for this dehydration: another speed bump on the road to successful self-extermination.

I am of no use.

Useless.

Use-less.