After buying Daisy a cone, I towed her on my bike to her home and it turned out to be a thrilling experience.

What ever GOD has given to us, we should accept and enjoy ,every one has it’s own destiny but the fact remains, east or west our home is the ” best ” ….

Rolls Royce.

The quotes are from "Starry Eyed" by Ellie Goulding… I happened to take them in a much darker context than they were meant. I was driving earlier..with this song on and I was really just happy to have the wind blowing past me. I guess my mind really can just turn anything into something slightly morbid.

This car is also a race car that uses steam as an energy producer.

A poem about how people come in and out of our lives.

Life for want of a box; seems somewhat ironic that I am surrounded by boxes at work and no I don’t work at a funeral parlor; I work at Kohl’s. Grisly Load – A Process… most days I empty boxes of crap and all I want to do is curl up in one and die.

What is the point of an existence to simply continue that existence, especially one as pathetic as mine? With Life’s Sojourn… how if anything I have been wanting to move towards death and I keep backing up, as if that was my fault, which I it is.

Very short poem.

One Way To Describe Your Own Life.