Waiting to Fly
My brain is smoking.
I can hear the crackling.
The stars shine down again
On those streets and doorways
I see them.
Even when I close my eyes.
I want to be out a-wandering.
Carousing.
But it is time to think.
Time to stuff more shit
Into my head.
Freaking great.
I wonder if anyone ever
In their final moments
Wished that they had spent
Less time
Having
Fun.
posted by Rex Venom at 6:53 PM
11 Comments:
i think it's the other way around, sweetest.
I wonder if anyone ever
In their final moments
Wished that they had spent
Less time
Having
Fun.
cant think of any body i know
thats a killer body!
Keshi.
Dont you wish that you could leave the "grown up" world behind and be a kid all over again. No responsiblity, then smack the real world hits you in the face. Back to the studying. It sucks.
I know that in my final moments I will have no regrets. Life is not a dress rehersal live everyday to the fullest no matter what you are doing.
Sending huge vibes your way.
BTW- one of the sexier pictures you have posted in awhile.
I want to have more fun!
rock on!
Everybody does and that's the worst of it and that's the best of it.
Ok...I've wandered around your place here. Very nice, very interesting...
But you remind me a lot of the boyfriend I had senior year in high school. Not sure if this is bad or good.
I'm sure I'll be back again, so it must not be all bad.
No... more wished they had spent more time flying!!
I hear ya, my friend, my wings are beating! =)
ps. I usually fwd my responses to folks' comments to their emails, but couldn't find an addy for you anywhere, so here's mine to your recent visit to my mask room. =)
Yep, Rex Venom ~ ... sometimes voluntarily & sometimes even w/o our knowledge.
Thanks for your visit! =)
My brain smokes, too ... when I think too much ... which is rare. ;-)
Having fun..
sounds like a distant memory to me.. *sigh*
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