Tag Archive for 'crazy'
August 16th, 2008 by kastle
No amount of words formed together can even begin explain my perspectives on things, least of which when it comes to my imaginary friend “Alex“. You see, “Alex” can’t be a real person. “Alex” is like a unicorn or something. I like to think “Alex” is real and act like I can see “Alex” standing [...] Read more »
June 20th, 2008 by kastle
Sometimes I feel like I’m barely treading water, my conscience fading in and out, unable to stop what’s happening. My life spins in and out of control. It’s like a never ending self inflicted nightmare. I can’t stop myself, I can’t control this circle of shit and I have a hard time influencing the outcome [...] Read more »
April 30th, 2008 by kastle
I just bit my own tongue (ouch) while I was saying to myself (in my head, who the fuck listens to me anyways) that I’ve realized (well that’s not new) that I am one fucked up person. Not ever as relevant as a recent exchange with another member of the opposite sex that involved talking [...] Read more »
April 7th, 2008 by kastle
In the garden of death, flowers bring the desperation of a million souls. No contention can ease the desperation of grasping for life like suspending ones self from a cliff, never intent on the spiraling disillusion of the life that is desired but unknown. Rising like a ocean of pleasantries, the morning sunrise brings mercy [...] Read more »
March 19th, 2008 by kastle
Most people dream at night, often never remembering them. That’s pretty normal. When people try to describe those dreams that they do recall, they never make sense to anyone but the dreamer. I dream at night just like everyone else, but I hardly ever recall them. The problem that I have is I tend to [...] Read more »
March 4th, 2008 by kastle
* Someone to tell me when 9 shots of sake is enough
* Someone to keep me from getting blacked out [2]
* Someone to pull me out of my hell (that’s optional)
* Someone to break the glass of this prison that confines me
* Someone to listen to DT with me [1]
* Someone to go see DT [...] Read more »
October 27th, 2007 by kastle
Sitting here, wasting away.
Wasted time keeps skipping, wasted time keeps drifting, further from the wasted as the wasted waste away.
Living wasted, wasted sleeping, wasting the time in between.
Wasted love, wasted hate, all wasted for the sake of being wasted.
Sitting here, wasting away.
Wasting time watching the world be wasted away.
Wasted places, wasted races, wasting time being [...] Read more »
July 15th, 2007 by kastle
As I sit under the pale moon light, the trees above me waving about as the wind rustles through them. The sands of time slip through my feet, holding me firmly in place. The long draw of the cigar and slow exhale creates a billowing of smoke that wafts in the air, stinging is the [...] Read more »
December 31st, 2006 by kastle
I find this to be unfathomable. It’s hard to swallow this. I thought I had some good friends. And as I would expect, it turns out I don’t. Why do I think this? Well, lets start with what today is for me. It’s the one day of the year where no matter how hard [...] Read more »