the_distance

It's no wonder I never come to this site... no one ever talks to me on it!!!

I start every day wishing it would be over already.
"Killing time until I die."
Never thought I'd be living a life like that.
When you've become your antithesis, is that humbling?
Or is that shameful?

Other people in your life are viewed through a movie screen,
Just like you, though you can never see yourself.
You can only see your boldest actions and miscalculated...
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One of my favorite pairs of shorts has a HUGE rip in the crotch, and at first, I was apprehensive to wear them. However, it's kind of hot and I thought it would be amusing to call people out for looking at my taint region if they were to point out said rip.

If it were within my control, I wouldn't have wanted my first ride in the rain to be after a 16 hour day, in the dark, and in a void between severe thunderstorms. It is currently "Monsoon Season" in Arizona, which creates the high probability for isolated thunderstorms, most often in the evening. Trouble is, it is impossible to know where and when these thunderstorms...
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Holy shit, my birthday is this Thursday...

I try not to draw attention to them, so that there's less chance of a disappointment. Last year I bought myself a motorcycle... how can I top that?!

On nights like tonight, whiskey is my only friend. Like an engine, the bad particles need to be suspended when you purge the fluid that keeps it alive. Slit the throat, choke and gasp. The dying breath of one is new life breathed into another.
To some I am a mere novelty, a viewing pane that reveals the life of a broken man- a machine...
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My fast pace was the only thing keeping me warm enough to stay alive. The snow crunched beneath my sneakers, and was ankle-deep. My socks were wet already. My ears and cheeks were burning, and even the air I was taking in was hurting my throat and lungs. It was incredibly dark and unmercifully windy. I knew that something like this would happen, because "these...
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There are certain letters that come in the mail that I won't read until getting good and drunk first. And I don't think that there's anything wrong with that.