Hey,
Harry, please excuse those last few posts. I recently came down with a cold and
it’s been messing with me just staying in this apartment for so long. As soon
as I’m better I’ll get back to work. Also, thanks for being so patient with me.
I know I haven’t been the best worker lately because of how many times I’ve
messed up, but it’s nice to know that someone out there is willing to give me a
second chance.
Thanks,
Nathan
Nobody
Show Me The Money
Friday, December 7, 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
can't stop the inevitable
Harry
called.
I demanded to know what was coming after us, and Harry responded “Nobody.”
When I wondered what had made the others disappear, he said “Nobody.”
I asked what its name was.
“Nobody.”
I demanded to know what was coming after us, and Harry responded “Nobody.”
When I wondered what had made the others disappear, he said “Nobody.”
I asked what its name was.
“Nobody.”
save me from myself
It
was sitting in my living room playing with my knife. And it was me what the fuck it
was actually me. I thought I was having another out of body experience at first. The other me stood up and started walking towards
me, setting the knife down. said “I’ll be a better you.”
i can still hear it, hear it trying to use my own voice to get into my head i hear it trying to get into the bedroom
covering up the windows and mirror because thats not me thats not my reflection
i think ill be safe for now if i just keep calm and block out my own voice
i can still hear it, hear it trying to use my own voice to get into my head i hear it trying to get into the bedroom
covering up the windows and mirror because thats not me thats not my reflection
i think ill be safe for now if i just keep calm and block out my own voice
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Thing's screwing with me
I
don’t
Just
I was never prepared for whatever this thing is.
I wake up and I’m a ten year old again, back in my old room and everything. Mom’s in the kitchen making breakfast, dad’s already gone off to work. Mom looks at me and starts asking me why I haven’t made a lot of friends, asking me what’s wrong with me, saying it’s hard on her when I don’t communicate. I try to answer but no sound comes out and she starts bawling her eyes out. Then it changes and she says that I'm such a good kid and that I'm having my birthday party soon with lots of my friends and what the fuck? She never said anything like that to me
Then I’m back at my old school and… you know those dreams where you feel like you’re a third-party and just watching yourself? Well it was kind of like that and I was off to the side, watching myself walk down the hall. Except I’m… not myself. I’m walking with friends that I never had, having conversations that never happened.
And then we’re at my graduation which is bullshit because I’m a fucking high school dropout so where’s this graduation coming from? But my parents, they look happy… friends are congratulating me and stuff.
…
Bullshit, all of it. None of that ever happened, okay? None of that ever fucking happened, no matter how much I wish it did.
Just
I was never prepared for whatever this thing is.
I wake up and I’m a ten year old again, back in my old room and everything. Mom’s in the kitchen making breakfast, dad’s already gone off to work. Mom looks at me and starts asking me why I haven’t made a lot of friends, asking me what’s wrong with me, saying it’s hard on her when I don’t communicate. I try to answer but no sound comes out and she starts bawling her eyes out. Then it changes and she says that I'm such a good kid and that I'm having my birthday party soon with lots of my friends and what the fuck? She never said anything like that to me
Then I’m back at my old school and… you know those dreams where you feel like you’re a third-party and just watching yourself? Well it was kind of like that and I was off to the side, watching myself walk down the hall. Except I’m… not myself. I’m walking with friends that I never had, having conversations that never happened.
And then we’re at my graduation which is bullshit because I’m a fucking high school dropout so where’s this graduation coming from? But my parents, they look happy… friends are congratulating me and stuff.
…
Bullshit, all of it. None of that ever happened, okay? None of that ever fucking happened, no matter how much I wish it did.
Monday, December 3, 2012
come and get me you bastards
starting
to get calls from them they’re saying they’re right outside waiting for me and
why don’t I come outside. Hell no
staying right inside here. No idea what they are but they’re not fooling me. hell even trying to mimic the landlord to get to me! Not going to work fellas so you better just come on in and take your best shot.
staying right inside here. No idea what they are but they’re not fooling me. hell even trying to mimic the landlord to get to me! Not going to work fellas so you better just come on in and take your best shot.
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