(Letters to my brothers and others) March 2005 to May 2007. |
The in-between of everything. Great job, great girlfriend, great life...but I'm not happy because it's never good enough, and it's all a front. I hate my job, I'm in a terrible relationship that's fueled by booze, jealousy, violence, and sex, plus my family has slowly gone into a full-fledged falling-out mode. I'm just one man, in the middle of all the destruction. I'm trying to hold everything together while putting off my own implosions. I'm the voice; the emotional center. It's not easy being the uneased. |
#36. Everybody knows; you always start with scissors.
ID #852845 entered on June 29, 2015 at 10:40pm
#22. Don't Start What You Know Will Finish Ugly (Systems)
ID #852703 entered on June 28, 2015 at 3:17pm |