This is my journal of my ramblings, as I journey through. The line that will go down in history. LIL HOMIE FULL ON DIED. Yup had to do it lol. Praying we all have a VERY PRODUCTIVE day today! Guys get so mad when you know your worth.

By The Ghost and the Grace. Los Angeles wont stop ordering drinks,. Blacked out on Sunset, kinda slurring her speech,. Im on the way back home to sleep. The skys a blossom, hanging over your head,. Bloodshot and swollen from your own reflection,. Youre just a stranger in my bed. You cant get along and you cant open up,. Youre the life of the party but you party too much,. Your friends build you up, a queen with a cup,. Im already out when you make the first cut,. Theres plenty more for you to burn.

We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. Friday, July 13, 2007. It wets me, it still rains, shameless. It wets me, it still rains, shameless.

Dells legends tell of an ancient canyon buried deep in the rocky banks of the Wisconsin river, where dark things haunt the passageways and shadows move in the moonlight. Take an eerie, after-dark journey up-river by boat and into the gulch on foot, and find out.

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