I’d like to … be alone now.
Weeks and weeks ago I thought it would have been easier to cross through. I have no regressive local thoughts. The lack-there-of, I’ve been there. I was in the old town once. But I was not a sheriff.
Being productive, being Johnny
You try stopping a linebacker from breaking through police tape. The weather outside is prepared for darkness, the claws of the futurebeast is laying out its table settings, shedding not one moment on who did this…
I thought you two trusted each other
And I throw my hands up, trying TRYING to understand the situation under which I’ve been suppressed. “No, now, no!” I cried… “It’s been nice talking with you, and good day.” And then I go.
Once it’s lost, it’s lost for good…protect yourself Mulder..
There are times when a person runs out of living. Sometimes that happens when you least expect it to. As a scientist, you’re trained to believe in reoccurring instances, things that happen over and over. You’re trained to understand how, why, as well as what to look for when things go south.
Come, by the window, so you can have an epiphany…
So, we’re trapped in a box. We can A) Pretend we’re Mexican; B) Hope for the best and call a lawyer; C) Watch a Jennifer Lopez film (any one — they’re all amazing); or D) die.
Let’s stop all this mumbo-jumbo bullshit, k?
And when I looked into the sky, I saw no stars, only tears. The tears were from heaven, God, or both…I thought, “I am an actual human body, I am alive…” and before I knew it, the earth had taken me once again. Life #2, come hither.
You still know your way around a heart…
Well, I can’t beat the system. All I can do is hire a ghost to do it for me. And when I do, I’ll let you know. I’ll investigate the backyard, throw a tree in the truck, and learn a new song. Time will tell.
li ale…et m malad………………………………………….
