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Posted By Gabe On 10.09.2012 @ 6:51 pm

I want a successful life. I want a beautiful wife that I love and get along with. I want to have lots of friends, make lots of money, and have 2/3 beautiful children. I want to make the world better and influence or help others.

Posted By Gabe On 08.14.2012 @ 11:34 am

To be confused. For me to see instructions is for me to know.

Posted By Gabe On 07.22.2012 @ 1:25 am

science is something that i think is hard to understand but interesting to learn. it is not my particular cup of tea but i truly admire those who can make it their own

Posted By Gabe On 07.05.2012 @ 4:42 pm

My town is a place nobody knows. It’s full of empty shadows and aimless ghosts. In the dark lurks those who don’t remember; in the light there is an absence of life. Nothing shines, nothing lives: only the weak go on, and the strong give up.

The gray building looks at me with a dazzling face with the lights inside the house emanating from the half opened windows. Inside, I see the silhouette of souls talking about what’s not in their mind, smelling of cheap perfume and eating cheap oysters. The smell of wine emanates from the building, reminiscent of their longing, ever-lost freedom.

An unexplainable urge to flee runs through my mind, and fills me with a vague feeling of nostalgia.

Posted By Gabe On 03.04.2012 @ 9:11 pm

Here at work I have two responsibilities: 1. Playing lots of solitaire. 2. Verifying the internet is still available and in working order. Boring days are lame.

Posted By gabe On 11.17.2011 @ 3:32 pm

An orchestra of feelings, a bass line of rage overwhelms me while the woodwinds line up and blast through with lust and seduction. still, It doesn’t matter, because I’m not the conductor, I have no control over this, where it’s going, and how it ends up.

Posted By gabe On 11.15.2011 @ 10:55 am

whoever holds the patent on skin shield needs a hug. Never leave home without it.

Posted By gabe On 11.08.2011 @ 2:05 pm

I am dealing with a combination of boredom and hyperactive imagination currently as i’m sitting at my desk at work. I keep thinking about how i want to fly away like a bird then dive into the ocean and swim with the fish only to be harshly brought back to my “chemistry cat” laden cubicle walls.

Posted By gabe On 11.03.2011 @ 2:16 pm

I’ve been missing something to be passionate about in my current life. With a shitty job and nothing but crazy women around, I’ve found my self looking very hard to find something new to invigorate my soul. If only my job still allowed me to have vices.

Posted By gabe On 10.31.2011 @ 1:53 pm

There’s something happening here, What it is ain’t exactly clear, there’s a man with a gun over there, telling me, i got to beware. Stop hey whats that sound everybody look what’s going ’round. Wow that doesn’t even have the word in it.. Still, I love that song.

Posted By gabe On 10.27.2011 @ 3:35 pm

“I can relate to that,” I said as she explained why she couldn’t be in my life anymore. I guess I was just pretending to still be sensitive and still giving a flying fuck. However the reality was, and still is, that I made a deal with myself to never move backwards, ever. Including affairs of the heart.

Posted By gabe On 10.20.2011 @ 2:28 pm

i always think of how much morality is based in religion. the answer is simple, true morality is not. Religion is a structure, a framework of stories not too different from Aesop’s fables. True morality comes from within.

Posted By gabe On 10.04.2011 @ 2:43 pm

I put myself on the edge, I reached out for your hand and you just crossed your arms and let me fall. I still love you with everything I have. I want to die but only if it were for you. Being with you makes me see our children, our dopey minivan, and the road trips that bore the hell out of the kids. I love you. I need you, and this isn’t over yet.

Posted By gabe On 10.02.2011 @ 9:05 pm

It was half of what it had been. The left over Chinese food sat in the fridge beginning to smell like the sewers of shang hai. I started to wonder about the half life of the carbon and wondering if i could use fossil techniques to date things in my fridge. I took a gamble and ate it anyway.

Posted By gabe On 09.29.2011 @ 12:04 pm

i always feel dense when it comes to women. I know the answers and know what to say, but for some reason the time is never right ext. really it just means that i’m scared.

Posted By gabe On 09.28.2011 @ 8:45 pm

Everything is so dense. Nothing is empty. Everything floats. Nothing Sinks. If everything sunk, we would have nothing. Density is the main base of existence.

Posted By Gabe On 09.28.2011 @ 3:19 pm

I was at the playground late one night. The beer flowing through my veins and the vodka close behind. I had left the party, she was gone, she has left me for good this time especially after the scene we made. I felt this sinking feeling as i sat atop the monkey bars just waiting for my sanity to return. It never did. I reached for my phone to call my ride and dropped it in the sand, somewhere. Looks like I’m walking.

Posted By gabe On 09.27.2011 @ 4:06 pm

silky stars makes the greatest dreams. sleeping in the night with only a silk bed to ride into neverland. the way the different rainbows form in your mind and form the prettiest pictures, all from silk. nothing can create like it can.

Posted By gabe On 08.23.2011 @ 11:06 pm

hmm i missed something? i missed my chance? i missed my …

uhm he missed the baseball. hmm

i missed her.

i missed it

i

Posted By Gabe On 08.20.2011 @ 3:57 am

the colour of blood, the tears of a dream, passion and splendor and tragedy. heartbreak, sex, sensuality, dripping of fullness and infinite in depth.

Posted By Gabe On 07.08.2011 @ 9:30 am

i hated the fact that my beloved is loving me too much ATM. he has chosen to sacrifice his future just to be with me. yes, i am overwhelmed, but i just couldn’t shake the fact that he is not taking the board exam just to make me happy. instead, it’s making me hate myself because i think i am affecting him too much that he has to give up a year’s time just because he loves me to much to leave me.

Posted By gabe On 06.12.2011 @ 11:56 pm

I saw fifty cent’s limo last night in santa fe, i thought about stargazing but didn’t want to be that type of person… coupled with the already busy streets from tourist season santa fe has become quite the zoo. Oh at least there are hot women around in the summer.

Posted By gabe On 06.02.2011 @ 11:52 am

im curious to see how long i can stay awake at work today. I’m curious to know if i’ll be able to go out side and play. Still i wait, Still i wonder, if there is any way to flounder. Is there Flounder in a fish stick? Hmmm i’m Curious.

Posted By gabe On 05.16.2011 @ 3:39 pm

She wore eyeliner like some sort of hooker war paint. she stood across the bar from me eying me like she was ready to attack, my wallet at least. I bought her a drink and helped her to her taxi. it was worth the 8 bucks to send her away.

Posted By gabe On 05.05.2011 @ 2:20 pm

I was connected once to the underground, the foreground, the middle ground and the top ground. But then i had to move my dumb ass to new mexico where there isn’t enough going on to have any more than a good heroine trade… and who wants to even be familiar with that shit? Fuck it i miss home.

Posted By gabe On 04.06.2011 @ 3:54 pm

A group of people of any size being entertained in the same specific place.

Posted By Gabe On 03.27.2011 @ 4:19 pm

It flared up like a bad case of herpes. The fire tore through the studio apartment leaving all of his meager possessions nothing more but lumps of ash and mud after the fire fighters soaked the flames with hundreds of gallons of water per second.

Posted By gabe On 02.16.2011 @ 1:31 pm

Oh chocolate, biochemically the same as love, and fatness i suppose. I survived another valentine’s day with nothing more than a brick of fudge, and well maybe i got some physical chocolate. still I tried my best.

Posted By gabe On 02.15.2011 @ 3:45 pm

they burned us in the furnace. it took us all night to find out own ashes. we broke the pipes. we took them off and shoved the black smoke right back at them. but in reality we only we wished we didn’t succumb to all the flames and gave into the light rather then the heat.

Posted By gabe On 01.23.2011 @ 2:17 am