Small Town Nights
Rain on the pavement, the theater marquee lit up, and a town that keeps surprising a guy who thought he had it figured out.
Continue reading →Everybody has a name they call themselves when nobody is listening. Mine was never the polite one. So I bought it, put it on the internet, and now I have to live up to it, or at least write like I mean it. This journal is where the unfiltered version goes: the good days, the weird nights, and everything life throws at me in between.
Rain on the pavement, the theater marquee lit up, and a town that keeps surprising a guy who thought he had it figured out.
Continue reading →There is a version of my life I used to edit before showing anyone. That version is retired. Here is what replaced it.
Continue reading →I'm Def_Worst_1. This is my personal journal, where I put the things I used to only think about. New entries whenever life gives me something worth saying, which is more often than you'd expect.
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