Chill

Maybe I should just chill the fuck out. Drift from one thing to the next. See how things go in Florida. Who knows, maybe December 12th could be the next step to the rest of my life. We shall see.

What if?

As i lay here in the corner of my bed, naked and content,
I play the game "What if?"
What if there was someone next to me?
Warm and soft
Smooth and Supple
Curled into me and around
My face in her neck
The smell of her hair
My arms crossed in front of her chest,
Breasts filling my palms, Yet not sexually
More so in an act of comfort and security
What if this was the way things were?
What if?

Let's go

Been thinking of leaving as of late, but the dream is finally coming to frutition. Going to florida in December. And if i like it enough, i'm thinking of staying. Get a change of pace. See something that doesn't remind me of old times. Fuck this place. I've earned too many enemies and lost too many friends. Let's start anew.

Fuck Snow

Just when you wonder what could go worse, everything does.

So now I'm alone.

No hope of getting Taylor back, basically ever i'm guessing.

No hope of finding someone new.

No hope of ever experiencing something new in my life.

And then it snows....

Fuck Everthing