Until The New Year...

I'm not sure how one is capable of writing in MS Word.

It's white blank page is scary and leaves too much to the imagination.

I need a guild or at least someone sitting beside me telling me how great I am.

Maybe borders around the page that burst with inspiration.

I will make a full day of walking around with a note pad and writing down all the brilliant and hilarious stuff I'm capable of.

I Dream Of Echos.

"How can you find anything in this bag? How much make up do girls wear anyway?"

"It depends on the girl"

"I'm pretty sure you just burned yourself considering how heavy this bag is"

"What? Shut up, I wasn't paying attention"

"You're worrying too much, just take the pill everyday. Why is it so hard for girls to take a pill everyday?"

"Just pass me my bag and I'll find them"

"Wait, what is this? A mini vinegar bottle?"

"Yes. Its so I don't bite my nails. "

"What?"

"I put vinegar on my nails and it stops be from biting them, it works for me, my nails are perfect."

"Who cares about fucking nails? Girls are like fucking cats or something"

"You sound like a 10 year old or a gay dude. I didn't just fuck a gay dude did I?"

"I'm not gay! girls made me this way! fucking lies and nails and bitchiness and you're all selfish coods"

"Are you sure you're not? I'm sort of craving a chick right now, you didn't infect me with "The Gay" did you? "

"No, but I may have infected you with a baby and maybe your pills will magically go missing from this bag"

"Don't even fucking joke about babies! Getting pregnant is higher then death on my "list of fears" "

"Worse then death? Just get an abortion. I knew someone who got one on their lunch break. Its that easy"

"Do you know what an abortion does to a girls vagina? Guys will think I'm some sort of loose slut when they see the size of it"

"Makes it all loose? Are you sure that's true?"

"I'm just not going to risk it. I don't want to hear an echo every time a guy cums"

"That would be so fucking awesome"

"...."

"I mean for the guy"

"Just give me the pills"

A Shell Life.

"Do you think Aids has ever saved a relationship?"

"How would Aids ever save a relationship?"

"Okay, picture two people who've been going out for a while, but lately they've hit a snag or whatever, maybe one of them is thinking about someone else or maybe one of them has lost interest in the other and they start thinking that maybe this relationship isn't going to work out"

"So they would break up"

"Well that's were the Aids comes in. One of them finds out they have Aids, tells the other person and it turns out that they both have Aids"

"That's awful"

"But the relationship is saved, they can't kiss or fuck anyone else! What other chose do they have? They have to stay together!"

"They could find other people with Aids."

"No, they will keep the Aids a secret"

"I knew a guy who fucked a girl with Aids"

"Did he get Aids?"

"He used a condom and never kissed her. He told me did it for the thrill. Sky diving just doesn't do it for him anymore or something."

"That's sort of fucked"

"This is coming from someone who just told me how Aids is a good way to save a crappy relationship. Why all the Aids talk anyway?"

"You asked me why we're in a waiting room, I wasn't sure how to tell you..."

"..."

"..."

"So are you going to tell me or what?"

wreck me.

I hate going to bed at night and i hate getting out of bed in the morning.

no more time to open up and unwind..

Break it down for the man to hear, i know we can make it hard even when its clear, Psychosomatic dice on the mirror, unoriginal dialog and cheap essential scenery.

Will it? Won't it? Doesn't matter to me.

Bob Marley.

I don't care for him leave me alone.

I Had A Dream

Nothing like this mind you.

Its never like this.

Its 1910 and I'm not sure what I'm looking at here.

Is this the future?

will i live to see it?