Submitted by Beau on Thu, 02/01/2007 - 8:55am.
strong desire to self-terminate.
Submitted by Beau on Mon, 01/29/2007 - 10:24pm.
Hell, I secretly love anyone who creates such beautiful artwork.
I have many secret loves.
Submitted by Beau on Tue, 01/16/2007 - 8:41am.
Ok, maybe this wasn't a lighter note.
Submitted by Beau on Fri, 01/12/2007 - 1:23am.
Will anyone scream for the dark things in my heart?
Submitted by Beau on Thu, 01/11/2007 - 4:49am.
Does anyone else feel like they should be able to manipulate matter at theirÂ
whim?
Submitted by Beau on Tue, 01/09/2007 - 9:01am.
But it got me thinking... what if I did plan my death?
Submitted by Beau on Sun, 01/07/2007 - 7:54am.
These poems are just another example of why I don't take trips down memory lane very often.
Submitted by Beau on Mon, 01/01/2007 - 4:50pm.
I've got a couple ideas for my art.
Submitted by Beau on Sun, 12/31/2006 - 8:48am.
God only knows I've been far too sober for a 21 year old, no matter howÂ
beautifully introspective I may be.
Submitted by Beau on Sat, 12/30/2006 - 4:29am.
The world isn't caving in on me; my brain's a cosmic sinkhole.
Submitted by Beau on Fri, 12/29/2006 - 8:25am.
*This post could possibly be considered explicit. It has some moderately intimate details... but whatever.
Submitted by Beau on Thu, 12/28/2006 - 5:20pm.
I woke up and staired at a speck on the couch.
God I hated that speck. I wanted to scream at it, punch it, tear it to pieces and destroy everything about it.
Submitted by Beau on Thu, 12/28/2006 - 8:28am.
Ah! I'm putting myself through a lot of self-induced anxiety.
