December 2011
a thick kind of depression hung over me, kind of like the heavy clouds sinking down, the nightmare of a claustrophobic.
oppressive daydreams- grow like parasites- i becoming lost, and waiting to be found.
-the low spirited thoughts of self-planned trick.
in that darkness, any good side of me, any gift or perhaps a special renown
is gone…on a long long trip.
friends who thought they...
“It is not good for man to be alone.” –Genesis...
All people need people. Sometimes we must fight against oppressors and abusers for a state of greater freedom. But no one can survive in pure independence. American people sometimes focus too much on independence from family and friends. Writers and films glorify a poetic notion of pure independence, of noble self-reliance. Young people in particular tend to cut themselves off from their parents...
to me, its not so much that i care what other...
