Vernacular? No, I Am A Fucking Idiot.

This is me. writing. It is hard enough when all I have is you screaming at me from the end times. That place you know, it is different from what I know. My words are formed, function to my timeline. Your words, well, they are something I could never comprehend. You are beautiful, I know that, I have said that, I have represented that amongst your crazy friends. I have tried my best. That is or was the past. In these new days, I can only offer the hopeful heart that lives inside me. I need Karate. Dust to Ash, or Ash to Dust, it makes for a beautiful partnership.