William Is

“as i near the tunnel on the outside of the city… my light is fading… my light is fading fast. go on and do what

See? It’s 3:33 again.

Sometimes I think we’ve all been poisoned. I guess we are in many ways. Affected certainly. The culture. It’s stretch doesn’t match the fabric of

It’s 3:33 A.M.  I can’t tell you how much I dig those numbers. There’s something that strikes me about them.  I almost always see the

I’m feeling pretty centered lately.  It’s kinda funny to see that sentence follow the blender of opposites in the preceeding entry.   It is a

Sorry I haven’t written for a week.  I’m trying to get disciplined here.  It’s not like there isn’t stuff in my noteboook from the last

You have waited your whole life to fall into the arms of a wise man.  I said I love you but I’m too wise to