Every Sunday afternoon/evening I have to bring my son home to his mothers... and every Sunday I come back home, walk in... and cry like a little boy. I miss my son so much when he goes... and the void of loneliness overtakes me every week. Because he is the only person that loves me. And nobody else wants me or wants me around. I miss my little man and I detest feeling so sad and down till Friday when I get to see him again.
there is no fear here
there is a fear here
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
blown
Sitting in the shower the water comes down soft and warm... embracing even..
The cold air outside my shower door seems a million miles away.
My bones ache...
Good morning
Thursday, September 20, 2012
hello
I have missed you all. Needed the break from myself but now am back to harrang the shit outta me!
Broken hearted broken spirit
You lose all sense of decency.
Once you fuck. Once you have been there.
You become animals.
Even after the sweating and heaving and nastiness and slime...
Now you lose the rational thought that kept you sane...
You fucking goddamn idiot... falling in love never saved you.
But you gladly lock it up like a teenage girls diary.
Fuck you kid.
Fuck you.
Much love
Captain PirateFace
Sunday, September 09, 2012
Saturday, September 08, 2012
idiot face
Why can't she love me enough to just be with me?
I don't know Captain. I just don't know.
Thursday, September 06, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
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Which sexual position produces the ugliest children?
Ask your mother.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
hola
So... my parents are leaving for Buffalo NY on Tuesday. This makes me very sad. I have never lived so far from them and I'm not gonna lie... it scares the shit out of me. They are taking the two dogs and two cats as well.
Its going to be a very tough week.
Captain PirateFace
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
btw
Briana and I aren't together anymore and the heartbreak gets worse by the day and no... I am not ok.
Captain PirateFace
fate
Going for a few mile morning walk I chill for a moment at a park... a park at the base of Sunrise Mountain. Cudi... you just everywhere I go...
Monday, August 13, 2012
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
How can you save me when you can't save yourself?
you
except
writing.
it keeps the walls
from
failing."
— Charles Bukowski


















