I’d like to believe there’s something bigger than us out there, and we’re not the simple product of luck. I still am a control freak, and don’t really feel like I can rely on God to solve all my problems. Much of my willpower helped me become the writer and the individual I am today.…
I’ve come to this. The spider in my brain is pushing me to the edge, and I need a way out. I can’t drink. I can’t use. I’m angry. Tired. All the frustration I kept bottled up for months is oozing back like pus to the surface, and I find it disgusting. If there was…
There’s no easy solution to my dilemma, no cure to my artistic freedom. I want to escape from a world I know too damn well, but for what outlet? Running without a goal seems pointless. Achieving nothing but the simple action of being brings only tears to my soul. I have to find my truth.…
The Manicheans 