Wednesday, September 12, 2018

Bar Jokes

*Bar Jokes*

Two guys talking in a bar:

Guy 1: So just like that, you left her huh?
Guy 2: Yup.
Guy 1: God damn man, that’s bold.
Guy 2: I don’t know, I guess I think she deserves someone better. Someone who knows what they’re doing, or at least someone who knows who they are.

They sit in silence for a moment

Guy 1: And you think there’s someone out there who really knows that much?
Guy 2: I don’t know, I guess so... there must be, right?
Guy 1: Not really.
Guy 2: No, there HAS to be. Even if that’s a lie, I gotta keep telling myself that.
Guy 1: Why?
Guy 2: Because that’s the only way I can feel comfortable. I don’t want to be the best she ever had. That’s a terrifying thought to have.
Guy 1: You don’t wanna be the best?
Guy 2: No. Because I want the best for her, and leaving the way I did, I know she’d never want me back, but I want the best for her, but if I’m the best, she’ll never have it, and I can’t live with that.

There is more silence

Guy 2: I’d rather live a flimsy lie, than a harsh truth.
Guy 1: Well, that’s fucking retarded.



Tuesday, September 4, 2018

Country Roads

Country Roads
By: Rodolfo Perez

I’m learning to die,
Living to consume,
And learning to lie.
I don’t understand very much,
Like why she would give me that “lOOk”
Or why I became too afraid to touch.

I fell asleep in Mexico,
I woke up in reality,
I keep telling myself to let go,
As if my life is built on duality.

I do terrible things to remind myself how good life can be,
But I lose myself in the process.
Now I just face the crowds with a smile and glee,
Falling deeper and feeling less free.
I keep telling myself “this is what it means to feel!”
But I question whether life is worth feeling for.
It’s the pain of silent dread, but at least it’s real,
Rather this than the roar of unauthenticity.

“Hello? Anyone there?”