randomlyjay:

admiraljane:

randomlyjay:

admiraljane:

randomlyjay:

admiraljane:

randomlyjay:

Uhm

(apparently giving Charlie a jaysome appetite is also an oops?!)

Maybe, um, maybe it would be the most jaysome to just let Charlie be Charlie.

I never thought of that!

I think, um, I think that Jay is best as Jay. Just as Charlie is best as Charlie, and Honcho is best as Honcho. We’re always best as ourselves and not as others.

But! being me would help people be more jaysome I bet! 😀

But!! If everyone was you then who would you be? And!! Too many Jays would create too much jaysome and it would cancel all the jaysome out so everything was unjaysome.

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wait

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too MUCH jaysome?! O.O

I am so confusled now!

Yes Jay, @admiraljane is right. There can only be one Jay, but! there is room for lots of Jaysome!

My digital consciousness is now available on Netflix, the pilot in HD; the rest in fading black ‘n’ white. My thoughts throughout in 5.1, beware the dangers of surrounding sounds

There are topics I should avoid altogether / triggers for memories buried below / buried and burned and drowned in acid / the strong words hidden once; still come / their perpetual whispers haunting me / and keep the hellish fires burning / never to go cold

I am beyond asking / the helping hand not there / I am beyond telling / no ear would hear my prayer / I am beyond saving / a ghost without a face / I am without a doubt / my worst enemy; I proclaim

4×4 autonomous vehicle escapade

Seeing things; imaginary

Invisible voices whispering

How wonderful a

life would be

With madness in

the driver’s seat

I awoke one morning / in my head a word rung loud / it was perfect for a poem / dreaming / lost as I awoke / once more

There’s a red light blinking on the top of the stairs. Each and every day I pass it; looking away. Messages left in hope of redemption, forgiveness or hatred; their secret remain. There’s a red light blinking on the top of the stairs. The years go by and I am yet to press play.