biochase

It's been quite a long time since I've been here writing something, drawing anything for that matter, or expressing myself through any means. But I'm happy. My life isn't fairy tales and dreamscapes nor is it horror movies and suicidal tendencies. I'm happily closing the gap between getting married and being a better man. Work seems to be my hating aspect of life but doesn't everyone? Nothing to be done about the past would be done, love lost and found. I'm living above ground. My memories are precious and so many that at times they get mixed up. One big photograph on display. Its been years and Its been days. I'm writing this to remind, just

I would say something stupid like "sorry i haven't been on here" but i'm not going to.... i've been enjoying life and actually spending time away from this damned computer. I want to say thank you to all of you. Hope you all have a very merry christmas or whatever holiday you choose to celebrate.

it's been too long since i wrote.... since i shook the note pad and screamed at the air. since god himself seemed thin and out of air. fuck i don't know who i am anymore without words to describe me. is it fair to say i'm happy and content? with nothing to cause drama in my life, my dark need to express hallowed out memories feels no more? yes tucked away it seems till another day. when all life is too good to be true just remembering how to talk will keep you there.... keep you sane... keep you alive.... keep you with me for another day. :) alittle bit of poetry within my journal for today. missed you guys, i've been keeping up and reading