Monthly Archives: November 2017

The dream the naked dream at school where you’re in front of the class presenting alone preparing to show all you got when you realize suddenly you are literally showing ALL you got – that dream is not just a … Continue reading →

Your brain can’t help but be obsessive. It’s how you are wired. To defy that to strive to change what is indelibly your nature is to spit in the eye of God’s intelligent design (Or Satan’s, but whatever). You were … Continue reading →

My therapist does not want to tell me that he thinks I am making no sense even when I ask him directly. “Am I making sense?” I ask, over and again, striving to convince him to be honest with me … Continue reading →

I’m returning the library book the one I got to impress you about the gays in the Germany. You know the one. I never got to read the whole thing, but I’ve kept it to the limit. It can’t be … Continue reading →

Somehow, all at once, I forgot how to tie my tie. I don’t wear them at work and no one was there in the car to help me. I looked up into the mirror struggling to recall this obvious function. … Continue reading →

I am broken. I am beaten. I am imbecilic and embarrassed and embalmed in that I am petrified by all that has occurred and all what might. I was abused and burnt and buttressed by bottom-feeder logic but now I … Continue reading →

I’m told you’re suffering that you’re doing rather poorly that these are not easy days for you. I feel for you and wish I could be there to help you through these trying times but it’s quite clear that one … Continue reading →

Let me simplify the issue: if you suspect I’m writing about you, I am. If you think that this is a snide reference that might allude to you then bingo! You got it. It ain’t brain surgeoning; if you have … Continue reading →

Honestly I never thought I was good enough for you: not smart enough nor pretty enough nor with the constitution to handle those marathon fuckfests you seem so capable of. I wasn’t up to it – I knew that at … Continue reading →

Really? Is this conversation absolutely necessary? Can’t we just agree on the concept of irreconcilable differences and leave it at that? I don’t mind getting down and dirty about this but were I you I’d advise against it. Of course, … Continue reading →