another dead end laguna

augie.

the seventeenth spring of barney tilrock.

i don't believe you.

i'll suspend judgement for the present.

but you better not lie to me.

there were bodies everywhere.

but we were bound for glory.

it's a new kind of odyssey. we don't know what the fuck's going on. it's just a lot of killing.

don't you want to know what's going on in the world? what's going on in the world stinks.  Dark City.

dreamer.

realist.

edge of dark.

faint of heart

the mate that fate had me created for

give me a chance to win it back at least.

i don't know what's important anymore, or even if it's important to know.

i confess i've never been to confession i confess

i don't wanna walk without you baby.

ice culture

loving the spin i'm in

man i'm beat. i'm still horny though.

anyway we'll continue to pray for peace even though there's only a god of war it's better than studying war and torture porn.

this set-up is dog eat dog. i had to learn it the hard way. let him get it in one easy lesson.  does that go for puppies too?

vanished in a heartbeat.

we have come this far and we must see it through.

wreathe