2006-07-14 - 10:57 p.m.
Jack Came Here To Say Something, This Is Not It
I came here to say something cathartic and suddenly I am burning.
My stomach is erupting acid and I am heating the ovens for my own cremation.
I can not talk.
Not right now.
I could pretend it has something to do with having too much coffee. With not getting enough sleep. Problems at work.
Anything that does not involve me punching myself in the stomach with other people's temporary, volatile little fists.
It's Only After You've Lost Everything... - 2008-03-12
Jack Is Afraid Of Losing Everything - 2008-03-10
Jack Does Not Know What He Is Living For - 2008-03-07
Jack's Festering Apathy - 2008-03-07
