LLandlust

Intertwined into oblivion

the cycle cycles once again.

It's starting to get sickening

starting to sink into nothingness

holding onto nothingness.

grasping, choking onto nothingness.

always nothingness.

that's how I keep myself sane.

keep myself slipping away from sanity.

Questioning it simply

but it not meaning anything.

The cycle proves itself correct

once again.

But I am okay.

too tired to try.

always just too tired

to lazy, to unaware.

lost, crazy, bored.

okay with it all,

so goodbye again

and again and

again.

can we already? jeez.

you really ARE crazy.

By far one of my favorite cities.

Twin Peaks

Mission

Noc Nocs (the dirtiest rowdiest bar I've ever chugged

sake bombs and saw bums foaming at the mouth at.)

The Mission

and chug pub with towers of beer.

all lovely places.

My two favorite ugly pieces of shit.

Knockout.

Everything is good. Really really good.

Decided to start blogging again but everyone has been lost.

It's fine I'll write to the nothingness that is the internet.

these are some lovely people.