Sunday, May 3, 2009

When the character of a man is not clear to you, look at his friends.

I may not be the best friend on earth.
But I do need a little respect, a little trust, a little everything.

I may not be the nicest friend on earth,
But I don't need to be treated how I'm treated.

I may not be the most open friend on earth,
But I do need to improve, with suggestions.

I may not be your best friend on earth,
But maybe, I'm not even qualified to be your friend.

It makes me wonder,
how fragile friendships can be.
how destructive friendships can be.
how fucked-up friendships can be.

Maybe this is why
I prefer solitude.
I prefer familiarity.
I prefer loneliness.

Time, has come again.
To be alone.

Friday, May 1, 2009

the end is near

Some things are not meant for everyone.
Some words are not meant for your ears.


lets play a disappearing act