This is Sally. 6 years ago, my girlfriend rescued Sally and Her brother Jack from the local animal shelter. They were left in a box outside of our local shoprite. I immediately fell in love with the two, and soon after I adopted them into my family. I can remember the first time I held both kittens. They were mewing loudly and jumping over each other to nuzzle my face.
In the early months of our relationship, Sally would wake me every morning by jumping off the windowsill and onto my chest. At first, these daredevil-esquire maneuvers drove me crazy. I would yelp out in frustration, knowing that my screams of anguish meant nothing to my feline child. Eventually, I grew accustomed to her playful pounces; Sally was my fuzzy little alarm clock.
Jack and Sally have been with me through three girlfriends, 3 houses and 5 different cars. As much as my life changed, I always had my two cats to come home to.
Sally passed away today. She had contracted a UTI that progressed into renal failure. Unfortunately, I was unable to afford the extreme medical procedures needed and made the decision to end her suffering. I said my goodbyes, and cradled her in my arms until the end.
I don’t know why I wrote this. I thought it’d help me feel better. No matter what, I’ll always love that cat.
You're amazing. I honestly just want to be with you and lay in your arms and see your perfect smile that I have not yet seen. Adore you and love you. I would love to be yours and talk to you for hours, being with you and making love with you would be amazing.
You’re sweet for saying so, and you have sincerely made my day. I rarely talk to others on here. But, if you want to talk sometime, I’d love to. I leave you with this.
"If Lover’s lust held solemn truth; If I was yours and you were mine.
With fear of sounding so uncouth, I wish our bodies intertwined.”
Across the Skin.
A love she swore, I could not keep,
Found down the road, Across the street,
On faded scars, She wrote the tale,
The tragic farce, sweet Abigail.
Three faint red lines, Across the skin,
I kissed her thighs, where blades cut in,
Her shaking arms, felt cold and frail,
I’ll shield from harm, fair Abigail.
I held her tight, to show I cared,
I slept each night, in grim despair,
Although I tried, my efforts failed,
To save the life, of Abigail.
I found her still, her breath was gone,
The tub was filled, her razor drawn,
She cut to bone, to show the trail,
To lands unknown, fled Abigail.
This week I traveled with my band, The Agony Family, to Nashville to record with Dave Elkins, formerly of MAE and the mind behind Schematic Studios/Records. Getting the chance to record with Dave was a dream come true, and the whole experience was beyond incredible. His studio was phenomenal, and Dave and his engineer Zach were some of the best people I’ve ever had the pleasure to work with.
We’ll be releasing the song in the near future. I hope you guys like it.
After I bought my new car, I realized that it matched my new telecaster! And my Jaguar bass… And this old zen-on guitar I bought on impulse.
I think I have an affinity towards blue stuff. Da boo dee da boo die.
Run On, pt.478
Sometimes, when I blink, I see a flash of white light right before the dark, an overwhelming brightness, that comes and goes in an instant, and I like to think that maybe when I close my eyes, from the hell that surrounds me, I catch a glimpse of heaven.
Although I spend hundreds on camera equipment, some of my best shots are taken with my cell phone.
Told my friend to give me his best “Sexy Kickball” look.
This is my banjo. Her name is Savannah. My favorite song to play on the banjo is Rainbow Connection.