Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The Girl With the Temporary Smile Happiness is short-lived It doesn't matter how much or how little you give. Pour your heart out as long as you're pouring it through a sieve. Catch all solid emotions, set them aside with intended devotion for another time. You're heart breaks as he lies next to yo...

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Self-mutilation supersedes any type of relations flirting with the allure of interminable vacation the sordid ways he loved me serve as justification pain I crave slave to brutality a million miles from reality I hate me incessantly I desecrate this barren shell a vacant stare all that’s left there...

Faithfully risen, the night, my beloved prison. No one knows my breed of wisdom. Inevitable embolism. Creatures of night listen. On Evil’s watch they share dreadful thoughts plotting wicked plots. It’s the glint of an eye I see reminds me that Evil stands-by stealth and sly, stalking me relentlessl...

Someone's lost their balance, abandoned poise. Stupefied by lies, he stumbles outside the lines. the way back, will he find? His way back inside these lines, within the confines of these desperate times. Blaring are his heart's crimes. The circle loses its form. architecture deteriorated by conjectu...

My gift? My curse?...such lucid candor

Thank you for your kind words, unfortunately, it is ABSOLUTELY real. It's about as real as REAL can get. I never quite understood when people would tell me..."YOU...aren't your 'story'". Well...don't we have to be? Part of what we've lived? What we have survived? What we've been blessed with? Doesn'...

Eyes puffy from all the tears I’ve cried. no more tears left to cry. The tears have run dry. Why did you go skiing that day? This is one of those times when I would have “told you so”. Like you would have “known”. Well, you finally made the evening news… “30 year-old Denver man fatally injured in a ...

Creativity, emotions, thought pour out. Don't even know what all the words mean they just need set free. For years I been taught to shut-up, keep it all bottled-up. Some days words just come they don't stop, they race out FAST... OH SNAP! If only I could RAP! Every dude I've ever been with, was WHA...

I'm with Joel on this....that is the most amazing compliment you could give a an artist...no matter what medium it is in relation to. Than you for sharing!

Why is it I love everything you write? Is it because you have my voice..? The words, the expressions I cannot find..I wonder...for things that cloud my mind. What robs my slumber, at the ceiling all nite I stare. Thoughts I cannot bring myself to share. I secretly have a crush on your mind.

You inspire me....! Thank you, J! Have the most beautiful day!

I still love this.

Oh, I love you! I will go make-out with my ex-boyfriend (initially, it was for dessert and to talk about my bizzare day but he said the dresscode was warm AND slutty) for the next few hours, leave him frustrated, go home to my own bed and I believe that will pretty much do it. Cheers!