Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Pyrat

Years of resentment exploded in an emotional scene. The Pyrat Rum I'd been drinking acted as a
veritaserum. I should have eaten before. But it was nice, saying what I've been thinking.
 I think I might try and do that more often, maybe if I do it well enough I will be able to do it without the aid of liquid-loose-lips.
But this time, if nothing changes...I will walk away. I'm wasting my youth here, and that is something I just
wont be able to get back. So I want to take it while I have it....right now, or maybe tomorrow.
Soon.

5 comments:

  1. Freddy has anyone told you that you are a phenomenal artist?

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  2. haha, it's Frankie ;}
    and yea, I hear that all the time...it's the follow through on the business aspect that I've never fully grasped.

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  3. Is it better to liquify resentment and pour it like wine, or let it turn to stone so we can hurl it hard?

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  4. HA, HA, HA, "Freddy," sorry, I just can't get over the irony. Anyway, when I get my novel published I am recommending you as my cover illustrator--I'll crack that whip and put you to work.

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  5. nice, work and bdsm :P I will happily oblige.

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