Violins Will Swell

Every aching wound will cauterize and bruise
In memory of what we used to call in love
And only time will tell if violins will swell
In memory of what we used to call in love
We use to call it love...

Oh, my talking bird;

Oh, my talking bird
Though you know so few words
They're on infinite repeat
Like your brain can't keep up with your beak.

And you're kept in an open cage
So you're free to leave or stay.
Sometimes you get confused
Like there's a hint I am trying to give you.

The longer you think, the less you know what to do.

It's hard to see your way out
When you live in a house in a house
Cause you don't realize
That the windows were open the whole time.

Oh, my talking bird
Though your feathers are tattered and furled
I'll love you all your days

Cutie

We're not the same, dear,
And it seems to me
There's nowhere we can go
With nothing underneath.
And it saddens me to say
But we both know, well, it's true
That the ice was getting thinner
Under me and you.
The ice was getting thinner
Under me and you.

Like A Teardrop Hitting The Ground;

Why and how you had the heart to fuck this up.. That's just so you. And now I've moved on by myself, and maybe I won't forgive..I'll just forget you lived. And I hope it hurts. You taught me how to mistrust you..and I was so..whatever. When I tried to save us it wasn't enough. So what the hell is different'..cause now that I am gone, this is how it feels and now you know what its like. I'm faded into someone else. My true color's gone, like a picture nobody sees. I bet you don't even know my favorite song..I don't wanna be your little picture-perfect-pretty-girl. Who's got nothing to say, and I'm not gonna wait around for you to run my whole life down. I'll let you watch me fade away. I'm tired and alone, feeling so misplaced. Guess I know I'm better off on my own. You had all the chances in the world to let me know the truth..what the hell's wrong with you? Nothing can save you now that it's over. I guess that you'll find out when you're no one..don't say you're sorry now 'cause I just don't care. I'm having the day from hell, I should have kicked your ass instead. Everything is fucked up straight from the heart. Tell me what do you do, when everything falls apart? You had to leave and I'm not part of your plan. You're never wrong..Somewhere in the right seems to be where your ass belongs. You'd rather fight than walk away..what a lonely way to breathe the air..what an unlovely way to say you care. Now we're too far gone for me to save and I never thought that we'd come to this. Maybe there's beauty in goodbye. The person now that you claim to be doesn't know when to stop, or where to start. You're just so caught up in who you are. I don’t ever wanna feel this way again. Nothing seems to matter anymore. At any moment in you could have tried to make it right. Now in an after thought I don't know what you did it for cause you were thinking about you. Like always. Give me one good reason why in time i should believe in you. But it's been a real pleasure knowing you...and now like a teardrop hitting the ground I don't wanna see you around--ever.

We Need Someone To Deliver Our Silver Lining Now

They say that home is where the heart is
I guess I haven't found my home
And we keep driving round in circles
Afraid to call this place our own

And are we there yet?

They say there's linings made of silver
Folded inside each raining cloud
Well, we need someone to deliver
Our silver lining now

And are we there yet?

They say you're really not somebody
Until somebody else loves you
Well, I am waiting to make somebody
Somebody soon

Tell My Love To Wreck It All...

I told you to be patient
I told you to be fine
I told you to be balanced
I told you to be kind
Now all your love is wasted?
Then who the hell was I?
Now I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Remembering Sunday

I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt
Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair

And out of my mind, keeping an eye on the world
So many thousands of feet off the ground
I'm over you now, I'm at home in the clouds
Towering over your head

Dreams End

great book haha

Pour A Little Salt...You Were Never Here

And now all your love is wasted
And then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches
And at the end of all your lines

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?

Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
Tell my love to wreck it all

Come On Skinny Love What Happened Here....?

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I told you to be kind
And in the morning I'll be with you
But it will be a different kind
And I'll be holding all the tickets
And you'll be owning all the fines

Come on skinny love, what happened here?

And I believed you so much

Don't Know The City But It Isn't Home

Six on the second hand
Two new years resolutions
and there's just no question
what this man should do

take all the time lost
all the days that I cost
take what I took and
give it back to you

all this time
we were waiting for each other
all this time
I was waiting for you
we got all these words
can't waste them on another
so I'm straight in a straight line
running back to you

i don't know what day it is
i had to check the paper
i don't know the city
but it isn't home

but you say I'm lucky
to love something that loves me
but I'm torn as I could be
wherever I roam

Hear me say

all this time
we were waiting for each other
all this time
I was waiting for you
we got all these words
can't waste them on another
so I'm straight in a straight line
running back to you

yeah, all, running back to you
yeah, all, running back to you
yeah.....
Oh, every time is so far
It's just so far
to get back to where you are

all this time
we were waiting for each other
all this time
I was waiting for you
we got all these words
can't waste them on another
so I'm straight in a straight line
running back to you
I'm straight in a straight line
running back to you
straight in a straight line
running back to you

The River Has Run Wild Tonight

The river has run wild tonight
The birds have stopped singing and I've lost my sight
And you
You're not around
I keep my ground
Just quiet

The river has run wild tonight
It hurts to see you burning, burning oh so bright
See through
My looking glass
I sell the past
It's still oh so quiet

There's trouble in the heartland
You're drifting your own way
There is trouble
It's a wasteland
There's something you don't say

Toss me in the ocean and see if I float
I'm causing a commotion on a sinking boat
And you
You come undone
One by one
Let's start a riot

There's trouble in the heartland
You're drifting your own way
There is trouble
It's a wasteland
There's something you don't say

There's something you don't say
There's something you don't say
There's something you don't say
There's something you don't say

Toss me in the ocean and watch me drown
Oh, one man's smile is another man's frown
And you
You're not around
I keep my ground
Just quiet

There's trouble in the heartland
You're drifting your own way
There is trouble
It's a wasteland
There's something you don't say

The river has run wild tonight

Bloodstream

Wake up
Look me in the eyes again
I need to feel your hand upon my face

Words can relay nice
They can cut you open
And then the silence surrounds you and haunts you

I think I might’ve inhaled you
I could feel you behind my eyes
You've gotten into my bloodstream
I could feel you floating in me

Words can relay nice
They can cut you open
And then the silence surrounds you and haunts you

I think I might’ve inhaled you
I could feel you behind my eyes
You've gotten into my bloodstream
I could feel you floating in me

The spaces in between
Two minds and all the places they have been
The spaces in between
I tried to put my finger on it
I tried to put my finger on it

I think I might’ve inhaled you
I could feel you behind my eyes
You've gotten into my bloodstream
I could feel you floating in me

I think I might’ve inhaled you
I could feel you behind my eyes
You've gotten into my bloodstream
I could feel you floating in me

Low Animal

Go without,
Till the need seeps in
You low animal,
Collect your novel petals for the stem.

And glow.
Glow.
Melt and flow.
Eviscerate your fragile frame.
And spill it out on ragged floor.
A thousand different versions of yourself.

And if the old guards still offend,
They got nothing left on which you depend.
So enlist every ounce
Of your bright blood.
And off with their heads.

Jump from the hook.
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise.
See, those unrepenting buzzards want your life,
And they got no right.
As sure as you have eyes,
They got no right.

Just put yourself in my new shoes.
And see that I do all I do.
Because the old guard still offends.
Their pudgy hearts and slimy hands
They got nothing left on which we depend.
So enlist every ounce
Of your bright blood.
And off with their heads.

Jump from the hook.
You're not obliged to swallow anything you despise,
That you despise.

OH NOOOOOO

I've messed up my blog template and I've fucked the colors




-_- im sorry everyone :(

Never For Me

You took a piece of my heart
And you gave it away
You had me right from the start
'Cause I thought you were going to stay
And I should have taken the chance
But you left way too fast

And I was lucky to get the time of day from you
And it's such a shame to see a view like this

Without us laying in the grass,
In the sunshine
Why don't you show me your sign?
And I'm feeling alright tonight.

I took a piece of your heart
And I kept it with me
I had you right from the start
'Cause you knew I was not gonna leave
You should have taken the chance
But I left way too fast

And I was lucky to get the time of day from you
And it's such a shame to see a view like this

Without us laying in the grass,
In the sunshine
Why don't you show me your sign?
And I'm feeling alright tonight
I'm feeling alright

Was it something I said?
Was it something I did?
Cause I'm sorry if I am the reason your head
Is thinking of somebody other than me
But now I can see that you were never for me

With Nothing On My Mind

You know it’s a cloudy day here

Spring will be well worth the wait

I’ll be sure to greet the sunshine

To the frozen buckeye state

Along with the warmer weather

I think you might thaw my heart

After all the coldest winters

Have torn it apart


You and I, well, we could be just fine

If only I knew you had the time!


The temperature seldom rises

past that wintry thermometer line

Now I’m tempted to travel to your state

just to steal some sunshine

But if ever you come back with me

and turn my gray skies a bright blue

I’d feel right at home to hold your hand

and chase the clouds with you


You and I, well, we could be just fine

If only I knew you had the time!


I’ll fall asleep, that’s right

I’ll fall asleep tonight

With nothing on my mind

Except for the sunlight


You and I, well, we could be just fine

If only I knew you had the time!


I’ll fall asleep, that’s right

I’ll fall asleep tonight

With nothing on my mind

Except for the sunlight

This wasted, shaded daylight;

Heat is in the head
Keeps me in my bed
Push aside the pillow
The whole room just turned yellow

Three in the afternoon
We still haven't moved
Siren sighs echo
A pulse through our window

I don't mind, I don't mind
This wasted, shaded daylight

I don't mind, I don't mind
This wasted, shaded daylight

Pull in the body to twist
The thighs, the heels, the hips
Constellation markings
Across your body, drawings

Telephone rings
But we'll just let it sing
Hide out 'till tomorrow
I crawl into your shadow

I don't mind, I don't mind
This wasted, shaded daylight

In the way your hand hits the wave
In between the dreamer and the breath
Long beside the bitter of the skin
Today won't know when to begin

Honerary Australian----yezzir.

I'm proud to say, I can speak with an Aussie accent. Middle Australia to be exact.



XD
And I hear it's pre cute, oii lmao.

Table Set For Two;

If you can't even be a friend now I don't wanna imagine what actually knowing you is like. You're a complete dick. So when youre done being a douche then talk to me I got nothing but time and I sure as hell aren't wasting it on you right now. You treat me like shit and for no apparent reason..you say things to say things and I'm tired of the lies.. you aren't as great as you think and when it comes down to it nobody cares. Damn you do it well...thought you were innocent. When will you grow up? So until then.....dreams that's where I have to go

Swatch Of Our Fabric

However much they make you cringe, the selves of the past, the memories you look on and think “Oh. My. God.” were things you had to go through and they took you down the strange path that influenced your future. Adolescence is a time when all the rules have to be defined for ourselves and that takes a lot of mis-stepping and trying on of different personalities. Those past experiences, though sometimes painful, are what give us powers of understanding that we wouldn’t have otherwise. And though I don’t think we should all get on a desk in an important meeting and belt out our secrets to everyone a cappella, I think every part of us should be kept and embraced as a swatch of our fabric. A super colorful one that we can look on with acceptance and even embrace.

I'm Getting Mine

Today I didn't walk, I strolled. I strolled around with a big dumb grin on my face because I could. I laughed and didn't have anything to laugh about I was just happy. I looked up at the gray sky and thought, what a beautiful day. Today was almost perfect but I'll take it. So in the words of The Jesse with an E, "Get some." Because I'm getting mine

And Isn't It Funny...Dontcha Think?

Its wierd how you go from being strangers to being friends to being more than friends to being practically strangers again...and it all happens so fast

White Rabbits

Do we take it too far, take it too far?
Did we chase the rabbit into wonderland?

11:10 Ain't Good Enough

I am a 22 year old clothing pack rat who sits in random corners reading books and drinking more green tea than is healthy. I can hardly make up my mind about anything. I listen to weird music, and enjoy ripping paper into tiny little pieces. I practice the art of color coordination, sarcasm, highlighting things, and writing on sticky notes. I give names to inanimate objects and make a wish when I spot 11:11 on a clock.

Cubic Z? Ya Cheap Asshole

A man who won't buy a woman a diamond shows that he's not committed....even if the girl doesn't like diamonds.

You had the new clear heart... Guess I was hiroshima...

I'm not sure what you want, but I don't care anymore

Starting With Me

If I had a dime
For half the things I did
That didn’t make no sense at all
I’d be living a little higher on the hog
If only I’d of known
That later on down the road
I’d look back and not like what I see
I’d of changed a lot of things
Startin’ with me

Never Miss The Ones Who Have Left You, Because They Surely Don't Miss You

We let the most foolish things tear us apart.

The Me From Yesterday

So when weakness turns my ego up... I know you'll count on the me from yesterday... If I turn into another... Dig me up from under what is covering... The better part of me

Robot

I wish I was an emotionless robot

He Never Really Wanted That Girl Till Now

There she goes
Little black dress on
Standing with the other girls
Wearing velvet and pearls looking so fine, so fine.

All the time that she tried to catch my eye
Now I hear that she’s crushing on another guy
Why do we always want what we can’t have?

I never really wanted, never really wanted that girl 
I never really wanted, wanted her in my world
I never really wanted that girl oh, but now I do, yeah.

I Never noticed how 
A woman’s eyes can dance 
But from the outside in looks like their dancing for him 
Leaves me wondering, wondering 
Why is it now I see her in a different light
If I could turn back time I would tonight
Why do we always want what we can’t have 

I never really wanted, never really wanted that girl 
I never really wanted , wanted her in my world
I never really wanted that girl oh but now I do, yeah.

You better get that girl while the gettin's good 
There a list of fools I wish they could 
Why do we always want what we can’t have?

Gone
Cast away in time
Evil yours, now evil mine
So I robbed you blind
The voices in my head suggest a less than peaceful side

The endless possibilities
controlling 9-3-5.

You can't break me
Crushed the fears of yesterday
You can't save me
Barriers, our trust will fade.

I've stood in the dark
been waiting all this time
While we damn the dead I'm trying to survive
I'm not ready to die

Damned
Watch the masses fall
Burn it down, control 'em all
Make me crawl
to daddy's little girl to read the writings on the wall

While cast into the nothingness
the final curtain call

You can't break me,
Crushed the fears of yesterday
You can't take me,
Barriers, our trust will fade

I've stood in the dark
been waiting all this time
While we damn the dead I'm trying to survive,
I'm not ready to die

Through the madness we find
loyalty is no match for power
Say goodbye to your life, left to rot in
your darkest hour
Prayers won't help you now as long as you're mine

You can't break me
Crushed the fears of yesterday
You can't take me
Barriers, our trust will fade

I've stood in the dark
been waiting all this time
While we damn the dead I'm trying to survive

And I'll control the world
one person at a time
As I damn the dead I'm trying to survive
I'm not ready to die

Empty Is My Name

Empty is the sky before the sun wakes up... Empty is the eyes of animals in cages... Empty are the faces of women in mourning... When everything has been taken from them... Me???? Don't ask me about empty..

I Lost A Friend;

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God, he hears you

Take My Hand

Would you go with me if we rolled down streets of fire?
Would you hold on to me tighter as the summer sun got higher?
If we roll from town to town and never shut it down?

Would you go with me if we were lost in fields of clover?
Would we walk even closer until the trip was over?
And would it be okay if I didn't know the way

If I gave you my hand would you take it?

Dear Washington,

Washington DC it was a blast! Got to see some old friends :) and met some new ones. I've forgotten how much I like DC minus the traffic and fag cops. I'll be back in November if I have to drive =\







ily<3

Ps-fuck you redskins.

Mock happiness

I'll drink to every loving couple I see kiss, mock happiness...I'll mock happiness.

For Miles

Everything gets pulled apart, and after every good beginning there is an endless return to the horrible start.

But for me, well of course I liked you..

Lead With Morals

Maybe tonight we’ll get back together 
Sound the alarms and break all the levers
These streets are ours 
Our anthem rings 
You’d know the truth 
if these walls could sing 
Amateur youth sling down the signs 
Gather the masses, friends of mine 
I’ve got your back if you got my hand
This isn’t over, it just began

If this isn’t love 
This is the closest I’ve ever been 
Do you think we have a chance tonight? 
As streetlights sing on Audrey’s song . 

Remind your parents we’re tomorrow 
Lead with morals and we’ll follow 
When they wake up they'll see 
that youth fades 
and glory days deceive 

What are you waiting for? Let’s move on this 
Time is of essence, like your kiss 
So say you’re in with cards down
And guns drawn, this is it. . 

And now it stops at this 
We could take it all 
if only we would risk 
You can be what you can conceive 
Red letters kill your disbelief

Day Late Friend

So let me get this straight
You say now you loved me all along
What made you hesitate
To tell me with words what you really feel
I can see it in your eyes you mean all of what you say
I remember so long ago, see I felt that same way
Now we both have separate lives and lovers (and lovers)
Insignificantly enough we both have significant others

Only time will tell
Time will turn and tell

We are who we were when
Could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend
We are who
We are who we were when
Who knew what we know now
Could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend
We are who
We are who we were when

But thoughts they change and times they rearrange I don't know who you are anymore
Loves come and go and this I know I'm not who you recall anymore
But I must confess you're so much more then I remember
Can't help but entertain these thoughts
Thoughts of us together

We are who we were when
Could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend
We are who
We are who we were when
Who knew what we know now
Could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend
We are who
We are who we were when

My day late friend

So let me get this straight
All these years and you were nowhere to be found
And now you want me for your own
But you're a day late and my love, she's still renowned

We are who we were when
Could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend
We are who
We are who we were when
Who knew what we know now
Could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend
We are who
We are who we were when

Question of the Day

If you could go back in time five to ten years and give yourself advice, what would it be?

Moves Like Jagger

Who is the last person you went to with a problem who made you feel that they would stay with you for as long as it took: not pull away, not end the conversation, not excuse themselves, or not hang up the phone......until you were done?

Time Warpppppp

Go ahead one year, and look back.

What are you glad about?

What Do YOU Do?

If you break up with a friend, do you tell them why?

Fancy Footwork

What are you waiting for the right moment to do?

Take Control

Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
Then aim for my heart
If you feel like
And take me away, make it okay
I swear I'll behave

You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shiiiiiiiiiiit

BeerBall. New sport

So get this. It's Tball....but instead of the ball it's a beer can. Whaaaaaat?! Crazy! Let's do it people.






Natty crushin time.

One hot July and those same old blue eyes

I didn't expect to see him one hot July morning
His hair was longer but his eyes were the same old blue
He said, I've missed you for so long. Oh baby, what can I do
I said, I want a man that stands beside me
Not in front of or behind me
Give me two arms that want to hold me not own me
And I'll give all the love in my heart

It's hard to tell him no when I want him so bad
But I've got to be true to my heart This time

I'm not lookin' for a fantasy
I want a man who stands beside me

Enjoy Life

Something about the outside of a horse is good for the inside of a man.

Tip Of The Day

Never play leap frog with a unicorn.

Epic

I'd rather waste time playing Gears 3 then wasting it on you XD




Everyone should get Gears it's amazing. Black Ops sucks.

Beautiful Melody

Everybody needs inspiration. Everybody needs a song. A beautiful melody when the night's so long. Cause there is no guarantee that this life is easy. When my world is falling apart. When there's no light to break up the dark. When the waves are flooding the shore and I can't find my way home anymore...that's when I see the truth like the stars hold the moon, right there where they belong. And I know I'm not alone. When my world is falling apart, when there's no light to break up the dark. Just like kaleidoscope colors that prove to me all I need, every breath that I breathe. That's when I look at you.

Tell Me What You're Runnin From..She Said Everything And Everyone

We're not perfect... any of us. We make mistakes, we screw up.... But then we forgive and move forward. Atleast I have the courage to feel....



So tell me what you're running from

Cowgirl in the sand

Hello, ruby in the dust
Has your band begun to rust?
After all the sin we've had
I was hoping that we'd turn back

Hello, woman of my dreams
This is not the way it seems
Purple words on a grey background
To be a woman and to be turned down

IronAndWine.

Will you say when I'm gone away:
"My lover came to me and we'd lay
In rooms unfamiliar but until now"

Will you say to me when I'm gone:
"Your face has faded but lingers on
Because light strikes a deal with each coming night"

three.

Oi. I have a new man. His name is Gears 3. And it's gonna be a loooooooooong night. D
;)

Wish I never met you at all




You know when you meet someone only to realize what a waste of time they are? On top of wasting your time..all they do is lie? Fucking cowards grow a pair. But you know what the absolute worst part is? After everything you're still there for them...which might be even worse.



Pathetic. Whatever. Goooooodbye

Piss off

Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away.





Piss off.

Truth is

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Bleh

All I can say is I tried...

-Love Yourself-

remind yourself that nothing is permanent. when i’m in a tough situation, i ask myself “can i do this for a week?” to which i reply “fuck yeah. i can do anything for a week.” stick it out week by week, and if it gets too much to bear, then you’re allowed to do what it takes to make it better..actively ask yourself, “what would make things better right now?” and make that happen! paint your room. change your sheets. cut your hair. get a new piercing. remember that you love yourself, always.

You'll be okay

Zombies are after brains, you'll be fine


Haha

Jokes On You Huh

I read you wrong

You said you'd only be away a while

But the days turned into weeks

And all the weeks into miles

You could've told me you were telling me goodbye

Could've come clean

But how does it feel to be a coward?

Munchkin

I really miss this kid =/



ughhh

And I'll Be Good...Even If I Don't Get It

Rollin the Midwest side and out livin’ my life getting’ out dreams. People told me slow my roll I'm screaming out fuck that..Imma do just what I want lookin’ ahead no turnin’ back if I fall if I die know I lived it till the fullest if I fall if I die know I lived and missed some bullets.Tell me what you know about dreamin’ dreamin’you don't really know about nothin’ nothin’ tell me what you know about them night terrors every night 5 am, cold sweats wakin’ up to the skies you don't really care about the trials of tomorrow rather lay awake in a bed full of sorrow. I'm on the pursuit of happiness. I know everything that shines ain't always gold. I'll be fine once I get it, I'll be good.I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shines ain't always gonna be gold, hey..I'll be fine once I get it, yeah, I'll be good. I'm on the pursuit of happiness and I know everything that shines ain't always gonna be gold.Pursuit of happiness, yeah I don’t get it, I’ll be good..

Yeah I'll be fine once I get it......

Fancy Footwork

Young boy don't be late..this girl don't have time to wait.

3:35

Gonna cuss the morning,
When it comes.
Cause I know that the rising sun,
Ain't no good for me.
Cause you'll have to leave.
Gonna make the most of every mile.
Do anything to make your smile,
Land on my lips.
And get drunk on your kiss.
The clock on the dash,
Says 3:35.
There's plenty of gas,
And the night's still alive.

Bob Knew What He Was Talking About

The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for..

Original Thought

One Original Thought is worth 1000 Meaningless Quotes

Streakers

The human race is the most stupid and unfair kind of race. A lot of the runners don't even get decent sneakers or clean drinking water.

Some runners are born with a massive head start, every possible help along the way and still the referees seem to be on their side.

It's not surprising a lot of people have given up compeating altogether and gone to sit in the grandstand, eat junk and shout abuse.

What the human race needs is a lot more streakers.

Like...Can I Send This Via FedEx?

If I FedEx my love, will you sign for my heart? Lmao

Sherlock Holmes

I've done a lot of thinking, and I keep coming to the same conclusion.

Jazzy Belle

Oh yes I love her like Egyptian, want a description, my royal highness
So many plusses when I bust that there can’t be no minus
Went from yellin crickets and crows, bitches and hoes to queen thangs
Over the years I been up on my toes and yes I seen thangs
like Kilroy, chill boi because them folks might think you soft
talkin like that, man fuck them niggaz I’m goin off
and comin right back, like boomerangs when you throw em
With these old ghetto poems, Thinkin' it's better for em
When they can let they thumb, down from hitchikin, invitin' niggaz
they get the feelin to, I’m willin to go the extra kilo-meter
just to see my senorita get her pillow on the side of my bed where no girl ever stay
House and doctor was the games we used to play but now it’s real Jazzy Belle...

Notice

I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head
where I would impress you
with every single word I said.
Would come out insightful, or brave, or smooth, or charming
and you'd want to call me..
And I would be there every time
you'd need me
I'd be there every time...

For you to notice



Dashboard Confessional

Clean Breaks

I was lying when I said...
"I believe,
in clean breaks"

Taking Back Sunday

I was there when you were lonely
I was there when you were bored
I was there when you were feeling scared
And you were not sure what for

I was there when you found out
That you were madder than hell
You were scared, I was scared

'Cause You Got Me
If You Want Me
Oh, You Got Me
Its Not Where I Should Be

I was there when you were worried
I was there when you were sick
I was there when you were positive
As was that happening?

Return to sender

Would you remember me?
Cause I'm stuck in the middle
Between return-to-sender and get-up-and-go

If chasing our dreams is just a distraction;

"We've got to get better."
I said, "It's all in your head."
We could live through these letters
Or forget it all together.
See the months they don't matter.
It's the days I can't take
When the hours move to minutes and I'm seconds away.

Just ask the question.
Come untie the knot.
Say you won't care,
say you won't care.
Retrace the steps
As if we forgot.
Say you won't care,
Say you won't care.
We try to avoid it,
But there's not a doubt,
And there's one thing I can do nothing about.

Well all that we need is just a reaction,
It's too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore
If chasing our dreams is just a distraction,
I want to remember when I know that I can't go back.

A Hundred Billion Castaways

Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair
A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion castaways
Looking for a home...

With doses of time

Shall we call it quits or just wait?
It's not a lie If you believe it
Even, even if my last name rhymes with your rescue of hear say
Do not say you know
It's no mistake if its repeated
Call me out
It's not a lie..it's such a lie
But I don't need to hear it from you

It gets easier with doses of time

Hold Your Breath

There’s just a few things
I think that you should know
Those words at best
Were worse than teenage poetry
Fragment ideas
And too many pronouns
Stop it, come on
You’re not making sense now
You can’t make them want you
They’re all just laughing

Literate and stylish
Kissable and quiet
Well that’s what girls dreams are made of
And that’s all you need to know
You have it or you don’t
You have it or you

You have it you know
You see how much time you’re wastin?
You’re coward of seperatin

Stop it, come on
You know I can’t help it
I got the mic
And you got the mosh pit
What will it take
To make you admit that you were wrong?
Was his demise so carefully constructed?
Well let’s just say I got what I wanted
Cause in the end it’s always the same

Literate and stylish
Kissable and quiet
Well that’s what girls dreams are made of
And that’s all you need to know
You have it or you don’t

This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope
Down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again
This is you trying hard to
Make sure that you’re seen
With a girl on your arm
And your heart on your sleeve
Remind me not to ever think of you again
This is me with the words
On the tip of my tongue
And my eye through the scope
Down the barrel of a gun
Remind me not to ever act this way again

This is me with the words
On the tip of my tongue
And my eye on the scope
Down the barrel of a gun
I’ll never act this way again

Rest the weight
You’ve had your chance and folded
So hold your breath
Because you’ll only make things worse
Rest the weight
You’ve had your chance and folded
So hold your breath

I know somethin that you don’t know
This is me with the words
And you sure don’t
Hold your, hold your breath
Because you’ll only make things worse

Remedy To Your Poison

If you got the poison...


I got the remedyyy

Just A Shot In The Dark

Lyin' here with you so close to me
It's hard to fight these feelings when it feels so hard to breathe
Caught up in this moment
Caught up in your smile

I've never opened up to anyone
So hard to hold back when I'm holding you in my arms
We don't need to rush this
Let's just take it slow

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright
No I don't want to mess this thing up
I don't want to push too far
Just a shot in the dark that you just might
Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life
So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight

I know that if we give this a little time
It'll only bring us closer to the love we wanna find
It's never felt so real, no it's never felt so right

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright
And I don't want to mess this thing up
I don't want to push too far
Just a shot in the dark that you just might
Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life
So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight

No I don't want to say goodnight
I know it's time to leave, but you'll be in my dreams

Treasure Island

A dreamer in search of treasure who only found bottle caps...

Flowers

Bring me flowers, talk for hours I think I like you.....

Stop breathing

they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time

Last tree

Only when the last tree has been cut down and the last river has dried up will man realise that reciting red indian proverbs makes you sound like a fucking muppet

In a land far far away....

Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled a great and glorious nation. Favourite amongst his subjects was the court painter of whom he was very proud. Everybody agreed this wizzened old man pianted the greatest pictures in the whole kingdom and the king would spend hours each day gazing at them in wonder. However, one day a dirty and dishevelled stranger presented himself at the court claiming that in fact he was the greatest painter in the land. The indignant king decreed a competition would be held between the two artists, confident it would teach the vagabond an embarrassing lesson. Within a month they were both to produce a masterpiece that would out do the other. After thirty days of working feverishly day and night, both artists were ready. They placed their paintings, each hidden by a cloth, on easels in the great hall of the castle. As a large crowd gathered, the king ordered the cloth be pulled first from the court artist’s easel. Everyone gasped as before them was revealed a wonderful oil painting of a table set with a feast. At its centre was an ornate bowl full of exotic fruits glistening moistly in the dawn light. As the crowd gazed admiringly, a sparrow perched high up on the rafters of the hall swooped down and hungrily tried to snatch one of the grapes from the painted bowl only to hit the canvas and fall down dead with shock at the feet of the king. ’Aha!’ exclaimed the king. ’My artist has produced a painting so wonderful it has fooled nature herself, surely you must agree that he is the greatest painter who ever lived!’ But the vagabond said nothing and stared solemnly at his feet. ’Now, pull the blanket from your painting and let us see what you have for us,’ cried the king. But the tramp remained motionless and said nothing. Growing impatient, the king stepped forward and reached out to grab the blanket only to freeze in horror at the last moment. ’You see,’ said the tramp quietly, ’there is no blanket covering the painting. This is actually just a painting of a cloth covering a painting. And whereas your famous artist is content to fool nature, I’ve made the king of the whole country look like a clueless little twat.”

-Banksy

You Say The Most When You Say Nothing At all

I never fully believed you when you said youd always be here.









Why must pretty words turn into such ugly lies?



As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.”
Haruki Murakami

Sweet time...

You can get past it, but you'll never get over it. Even with all the time in the world.

Washing You Out Of My Hair

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Started making his way past two in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days

Leaning now into the breeze remembering Sunday
He falls to his knees, they had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last like the feeling of what he needs

Now this place seems familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin
She led him upstairs, she led him upstairs
Left him dying to get in

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother, but have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm gonna ask her to marry me

And even though she doesn't believe in love
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut

Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries
But he's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside

Forgive me, I'm trying to find
My calling, I'm calling at night
I don't mean to be a bother, but have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams
And it's driving me crazy, it seems
I'm gonna ask her to marry me

There's a neighbor said, she moved away
Funny how it rained all day
I didn't think much of it then
But it's starting to all make sense

Oh, I can see now
That all of these clouds are following me
In my desperate endeavor
To find my whoever, wherever she may be

I'm not coming back, I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak but you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt
Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair

And out of my mind, keeping an eye on the world
So many thousands of feet off the ground
I'm over you now, I'm at home in the clouds
Towering over your head

Well I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home now
I guess I'll go home....

A Letter To You, Human

Dear Human,

If I am leaving you this message, it is because at some point or another you have made a difference in my life. Something you have posted, picture or otherwise, has helped me get one step towards my goal in becoming who I want to be. It has helped me cheer up when I was feeling blue. It has made me realize that I can love myself. I can only hope that somehow, I secretly have done the same for you, too. My goal is to eliminate self-hate as much as I possibly can, whether I am lurking in the backgrounds or outright speaking. My goal is to make sure that you don’t beat yourself down, just so others can beat you down, too. Right now, my voice is subliminal, because I need you. 

I need you to know some very important things: 

That you are not alone. The struggles you are facing, someone else in this world has faced them, too. And you need not be ashamed of ANY trouble you are facing. Because if you are ashamed, you cannot fight.

That you are a gorgeous person. Male or female, your heart is there beating inside of your chest for a chance to do the right thing. For a chance to love yourself, and be loved in return. For a chance to let yourself love other people to the best of your ability. On the outside, male or female, we have eyes, ears, noses… Actually, you know what? Some of us DON’T. Some of us have been burned to extremities that we are no longer noticable, we were blown away in a war, or maybe at birth we were born with deformalities. I am here to let you know that I would kiss the cheek of any person just the same, without fear, without cringing. I would look them, you, everyone, straight in their eyes and tell them that they are a gorgeous person. Not just on the inside, but out. 

I need you to tell yourself today, just for today; maybe just for 20 minutes. Tell yourself and know that you are beautiful. Just for today, don’t criticize yourself so harshly. Just for this one day, out of the 365 days in a year that we have, do not punish yourself. Because I don’t want any one else punishing you. Just for today, know that today, it’s alright. Because we are breathing. And even if he doesn’t like you or feel the same way, even if your parents hit you with words or otherwise, even if your in the same pattern of every day life and it’s getting boring, just know… you are breathing for a reason. Even if that reason is you’re helping me get through my struggles.

Thank you for everything you have done for me. Maybe one day, my messages won’t be subliminal. Know these things today.

With every goodbye

“After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes ahead, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much, so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure, you really are strong, you really do have worth, and you learn and you learn. With every goodbye, you learn.”
-Veronica Shoffstal

Who can say?

…but who can say what’s best? That’s why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives

Wear your heart on your sleeve;

There comes a time when you’re so absolutely, irrevocably consumed by everything occurring around you. How can we see the light at the end of the tunnel if we’ve not yet recognized the tunnel we alone have built? And not just current events, but the epic whirlpool of past & future: feelings, circumstances and decisions already made & long passed; and possible, potential decisions, failures, triumphs which may or may not ever occur. And where do we go when all of this seems just too frightening? To what cave do we crawl to shut our tiny eyes against the maelstrom – pulling over ourselves the familiar cloak of mildly consoling distraction against the storm of fear. Often we seek familiar patterns of escapism to avoid reminding ourselves we’ve given in to fear once more. Because that’s all it boils down to, right? Fear, or love. Every thought, word, deed, emotion, once stripped of all the complication, essentially stems from either Love or Fear. And so we have a choice, as always. That choice is our only true freedom. The choice to fear, to retreat, to allow ourselves to be pulled down that egoic whirlpool – the chorus of voices in our minds, echoing how small you are; how useless, telling you you’ve already failed at The Real Thing, and who do you think you are for even trying?

Or, we can be bold. We can surrender to Love only.

We can realise those voices are not us. In this single, precious, fleeting moment – the space between breaths, this quiet awareness – there is only Love, really. Choose instead to be brave. Choose to be right here. Choose the kindest action, the kindest word. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Regardless of what’s happened before, or what you fear may happen at some unknown point in time. Above all else, let the love consume you. Let it creep into the darkest corners of yourself; let it flow through you into everything you do.

And know that you, little one, are loved.

an email

i miss you in the muteness of snowy winter mornings. i miss you in the absence of space between words that are spilled out of blitzed mouths, brains. i miss you here, on my chest and here, on my fingertips. i miss you in the hollow of my/our bones,the ones that resonate sadness, and silence.
i miss you in silence. you’re always always always in my life. you’re my constant.  i picture you smiling with old friends, with new friends, i picture you having your heart beating on someone else’s hands. i picture you crying, not being able to cry, digging into your skin,  i try to send you cosmic thoughts: be kind to yourself, be kind to yoursef… and then i realize what a creep i am for thinking all of these thoughts. and then i realize that it’s love.

Between

the end has no end & nothing ever began. there was no shot heard ‘round the world & there will be no whisper, no shout. there is this second, now, this one. there are lips touching lips & hips touching hips. there is your chest expanding & contracting- the beat of your heart. there is the sound of the television off in the distance & the sound of a city at rest. breathe deep; exist in between the pages, the seconds, the sound waves.

Chrysalis.

when i get into bed at night, i literally crawl
knees up on the bed, arms splayed, searching for the best spot to flop down
i scrunch myself into a ball, keeping myself warm
rock a little bit to find the mattress’ sweet spot
experiement with arm under the pillow; arm out in front of me, side-sleeper all the way
accomodating for my teddy bear – at 30, i am fully aware of the issues that suggests
but i own them, my need for soothing, for familiarity, for something to always be exactly where i need it.
a little fidgety, i find it calming to make circles with my toes, feeling the sheets slip and give at each complete rotation
i lull myself into a rhythm of stillness, a wiggle here, a readjustment there, until i’m motionless
except for breathing
and at each exhale, i bring the blankets a smidge further up
over my shoulder, into the crook of my neck, a tiny bit on my chin, further up around the back of my head
until all that is left
exposed is my nose
in a cocoon, like a mummy
undead in my bed
on a good night, i don’t move at all, and wake up pleasantly suprised to find myself still wrapped up tight
but sometimes
sometimes the sheets don’t align with my thoughts
i toss and i turn and i flip and i sigh
convinced i have bedbugs, or fleas from my cat
and neurosis kicks in, and my eyelids, at half mast, search out my pile of clean sheets and pillowcases
so i drag myself from my warm spot, strip the bed mercilessly, make a pile of my anxiety in the hamper
and stretch a new beginning across the queen-size span
using clips to keep fitted corners tight, hospital edges on top like my mom taught me,
military-precision on how much hangs over each edge, flat sheet, blanket, comforter and duvet cover
tucked tightly between bed and wall, so that i can’t wrestle them uneven in my sleep
satisfied, i throw myself, with the enthusiasm of a 3-year-old’s temper tantrum, back into bed
start all over again and wake up like a caterpillar in a chrysalis
happy to emerge like a butterfly from my room
the best part of my day is night.

EUREKA

Nom mom nom @Carter

Come On...

All we can do is keep talking, an open exchange of information.

My name is whatever you prefer

My name is whatever you prefer... You said my friends call me insecure... What do they call you at home???

You can tell the sun in his jealous sky...

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in the fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in the fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in the fields of gold
We'll walk in the fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold
When we walked in the fields of gold

Tell Him How Handsome He Is

We are all human and that being the case, we are all so very blessed. One of our many blessings is the ability to appreciate beauty. How lucky we are to be able to appreciate aesthetics, and to revel in the glory of beautiful things and beautiful people.
As you walked down the street, did that woman turn your head? Tell her so! Tell her that she looks stunning. Did that boy catch your glance? Tell him how handsome he is.
Don’t wait for a reaction, don’t wait for a response. Continue on your way, and enjoy the adrenaline rush that comes from saying exactly what you’re thinking, and enjoy knowing that you’ve brightened someone’s day by paying them a genuine compliment.
We can all make this world a little brighter by putting our positivity out there! Don’t bottle it up; let out all of those good thoughts and feelings out there, and watch those smiles grow bigger and bolder every day. Building confidence isn’t done overnight, but build your own, and help others as well, and just watch your love spread.

New York Makes You Strong

you may lose the girl. the one whose hair swirls, whose breath you feel all the way to your toes. this will hurt. that’s okay. feel it. the girl you want isn’t in new york anyway; the girl you want wouldn’t live in new york. she’s too tender, too sensitive to the overstimulation, just like you. but you can take it, for a little while. you can learn to put the armor on, & you can learn to take it off. this is how new york makes you strong.

Stop When You Need To Sleep

my fingers when they’re cold. the feeling of my breath filling up my lungs & the feeling of my ribcage expanding. softness. being observant & kind. being honest. all the curves of my body in all of their places. my nose & my ears that never seem to fail me. my voice, & my voice when it cracks– it’s more honest that way. my own energy, radiating; sometimes sad & quiet but always there & present. my shoulder caps, my arms, the sun on my arm, my neck. the soft part of skin between my collar bones that acts like a sort of cave or place to rest, place to rest your head. determination & accepting defeat. mostly just being really fucking determined. keep on going & stop when you need to sleep. repeat.

Like The Trees

Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can’t see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees.

Love

You think because he doesn’t love you that you are worthless. You think that because he doesn’t want you anymore that he is right — that his judgment and opinion of you are correct. If he throws you out, then you are garbage. You think he belongs to you because you want to belong to him. Don’t. It’s a bad word, ‘belong.’ Especially when you put it with somebody you love. Love shouldn’t be like that. Did you ever see the way the clouds love a mountain? They circle all around it; sometimes you can’t even see the mountain for the clouds. But you know what? You go up top and what do you see? His head. The clouds never cover the head. His head pokes through, beacuse the clouds let him; they don’t wrap him up. They let him keep his head up high, free, with nothing to hide him or bind him. You can’t own a human being. You can’t lose what you don’t own. Suppose you did own him. Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? You really want somebody like that? Somebody who falls apart when you walk out the door? You don’t, do you? And neither does he. You’re turning over your whole life to him. Your whole life, girl. And if it means so little to you that you can just give it away, hand it to him, then why should it mean any more to him? He can’t value you more than you value yourself.”

I'm trying..

it’s hard. it’s hard to break a comfort especially when you’ve seen the great negative effects that could come (well, in your mind they WILL come there is no doubt) from breaking this comfort. it’s terrifying & it can make you sick & everyone acts like it’s easy. everyone acts like you’re awful for keeping things where they are. ‘it’s not healthy!’ ‘it’s not….’ not & not & how do you know what it is & what it isn’t. you count. everything. you count. a constant math equation that fails to ever equal a number you find fit. subtract again. rearrage the numbers or rearrange your will. there is never any credit given for trying, trying & failing. better luck next time. ‘it isn’t even hard’. it is one vice created when everything was uncertain so it will forever bring a comforting familiarity. another way to detatch. it’s terrifying to change. especially when you’ve seen the negative effects… ‘i’m trying.’

If you are sad;

If you are sad, ask yourself why you are sad. Then pick up the phone and call someone and tell him or her the answer to the question. If you don’t know anyone, call the operator and tell him or her. Most people don’t know that the operator has to listen, it is a law. Also, the postman is not allowed to go inside your house, but you can talk to him on public property for up to four minutes or until he wants to go, whichever comes first.
— Miranda July

Black Ocean

we are different people now, & continue to become different with each passing moment. these words you read, are they from the “i” of today or the “i” of who will i be when they reach you?

Don't Be Frightened

there are water, there are submarines. they hide hoping not to be seen. they sink, sink, sink. there is air, there are planes. they fly, waiting to go somewhere. destination unknown. there are boats which float & carry people-one place to the next. what’s next? the earth-constantly spinning, constantly changing. every second there is something new. every second there are deaths, there are birthdays. celebration & mourning. celebrate mourning? the deep blue see; endless possibility. the worlds we’ll never know. not now, not now. deep, deep deep. outer space, we’re out of our space. sound waves, meteors & what is that light? drink the stars, dipped into the milky way. oh which way? humans, animals, fishes, & beyond. they all equal out to be the same. there are submarines, there are planes, there are boats, the unexplained. which way? which way? which thing will win? earthquakes, plane crashes. meteors, sinking ships. everything will end some day. it will happen. it will happen. don’t be frightened.

Lachrymosa

are victorian era tear catchers, or tear vials. sometimes worn on a necklace, sometimes merely held, they were used the gather the tears wept by mourners at funerals. one type of lachrymosa had a special top which allowed the tears to evaporate (signifying the time to stop mourning), others had a sealed top to allow the tears to last for a year, at which point they would be poured on the grave of the person whom the tears were wept for.

Know Loneliness.

“don’t attach yourself to anyone who shows you the least bit of attention because you’re lonely. loneliness is the human condition. no one is ever going to fill that space. the best you can do is know yourself… know what you want."
- ingrid magnussen  

To the mountains

there are nights, & there are other nights. we feel our highs, we feel our lows. we feel the sadness crushing our bones. we wallow in our self doubt, what we are & what we’re not. we seek to destroy our selves but what good what that do. open your arms, fill them with happiness. the kind of happiness you can touch. something tangible. fill yourself with the music of your body. feel yourself, each particle. even if you feel you are crawling in your skin. let it crawl. let it shift. embrace it. we write our words, our words are right. they’re the happiness, the sadness inside of ourselves. keep them balanced. you are beautiful & you are living & things will lift you up soon enough. lift you up towards the mountain tops.

There Are Days

There are days when everything seems wrong, when little things just irk you for no good reason. And then there are days like today when the whole world just sings to you from the minute you open your eyes in the morning, till the minute you shut them again at night....

Stand outside my window throwing pebbles;

Me and my stupid pride are sitting here alone
Going through the photographs, staring at the phone
I keep going back over things we both said
And all the things that I misread

So baby, if you know everything
Tell me why you couldn't see
When I left I wanted you to chase after me
I said leave but all I really want is you
To stand outside my window throwing pebbles
Screaming I'm in love with you
Wait there in the pouring rain coming back for more
And don't you leave cause I know
All I need is on the other side of the door

Reapa

Reaper is the best show



Oh em geeeee

Something To Believe

The faces all around me they don't smile they just crack
Waiting for our ship to come but our ships not coming back
We do our time like pennies in a jar
What are we saving for

There's a smell of stale fear that's reeking from our skins.
The drinking never stops because the drinks absolve our sins
We sit and grow our roots into the floor
But what are we waiting for?

So give me something to believe
Cause I am living just to breathe
And I need something more
To keep on breathing for
So give me something to believe

Something's always coming you can hear it in the ground
It swells into the air
With the rising
Rising sound
And never comes but shakes the boards and rattles all the doors
What are we waiting for

I am hiding from some beast
But the beast was always here
Watching without eyes
Because the beast is just my fear
That I am just nothing
Now its just what I've become
What am I waiting for, it's already done

Glitch

Some things are easier said then done.

Gonna Watch The Blue Winds Roll

When I wake up this morning
Tell ya what I'm going to do
Going to pack my suitcases honey
Going to leave with you
Down to Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Yeah I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around

Well now when I get down to Austin
I'm going to sit right down
Yeah I'm going to drink some of those lone star beers honey
Going to hang around down in Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Yeah I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around

Well when I get down to Austin
Tell ya where I'm going to go
Going down to the railways
I'm gonna watch the blue winds roll
Down to Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Yeah I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin'
Armadillos rootin' all around

When I'm going down to Austin
Tell ya what I'm going to do
Going to pack my suitcases honey
Going to leave with you
Down to Austin
Yes I'm going down to see the town hang around down in Austin
Well I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around
Well I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around
Well I'm going down to Austin going down to watch the armadillos rootin
Armadillos rootin all around

Hey Armadillo

Hey armadillo what you doing in the garden
Slumbering and spherical, you're always hanging around
Leather on the outside but a delicate interior
Very like a lot of human beings I have found

Hey armadillo I can't tell which way you're facing
Maybe that's a good thing, maybe you don't even know
No one's gonna bother you if they can't find your front end
There again I guess you find your love life rather slow

In the armadillo circle
In that armour-plated set
The philosophy is simple
What you see ain't what you get
In the armadillo culture
In that well-protected creed
A solid hide to hide in
Is the only thing you need
Hey armadillo

Hey armadillo what you doing in the desert
Is a life of burrowing the answer to it all
What I would give to leave my problems six feet underground
And always be the perfect shape to be, and have, a ball

I Can Break And Take It With A Smile

I catalog these steps now
Decisive and intentioned
Precise and patterned specifically to yours.
I'm talented at breathing
Especially exhaling
So that my chest will rise and fall with yours

I'm careful not to wake you
Fearing conversation
It's better just to hold you
And keep you pacified
I'm talented with reason
I cover all the angles
I can fail before I ever try

Try to understand there's an old mistake that fools will make
And I'm the king of them, pushing everything that's good away
Wont you hold me now (I will not bend I will not break)
Wont you hold me now (I will not bend I will not break)
I am fairly agile
I can bend and not break
Or I can break and take it with a smile
And I am so resilient
I recover quickly
I'll convince you soon that I am fine

Man You Oughta See Her Fly

She loved him like he was the last man on earth
Gave him everything she ever had
He'd break her spirit down
Then come lovin' up on her
Give a little
Then take it back

She'd tell him 'bout her dreams
He'd just shoot 'em down
Lord he loved to make her cry
You're crazy for believing you'll ever leave the ground
He said only angels know how to fly

And with a broken wing
She still sings
She keeps an eye on the sky
With a broken wing
She carries her dreams
Man you oughta see her fly

Silly Woman Come Here Let Me Hold You

Baby why you wanna cry?
You really oughta know that I
Just have to walk away sometimes

We're gonna do what lovers do
We're gonna have a fight or two
But I ain't ever changing my mind

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?

I wouldn't last a single day
I'd probably just fade away
Without you I'd lose my mind

Before you ever came along
I was living life all wrong
The smartest thing I ever did was make you all mine

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman, come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?
Like crazy, girl

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like

Crazy girl, don't you know that I love you?
I wouldn't dream of going nowhere
Silly woman come here let me hold you
Have I told you lately I love you like crazy, girl?

Like crazy
Crazy girl

I Wish You Were Here

I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn 
across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind, pretend that I am weightless
And in this moment I am happy

Question

Who did you wind up liking that you didn’t want anything to do with at first?

Question Of The Day

What is missing from your life that you used to get from a person you are no longer around, no longer with, or cannot be with?

On That Day

Yesterday I thought about the victims of the 1993 World Trade Center bombing, and the 2004 attack on a school in Beslan, Russia. And the train bombings in Madrid in 2004. And the nightclub bombing in Bali in 2002. And the terrorist attacks in Mumbai in 2008. And the thousands of attacks that have killed tens of thousands of Iraqis over the past ten years.

Who mourns these deaths, except the friends and families of the victims? Who mourns the many, many thousands who have been wounded and maimed? 

9/11 is not just a day for Americans. Nearly 400 people from other countries lost their lives on that day as well, including 66 Britons, 47 Dominicans, 41 Indians, 28 Koreans, 24 Japanese, 24 Canadians and many others, including from Switzerland, Ghana, Jamaica, China, Peru, New Zealand, Mexico, Ukraine, Uzbekistan, Portugal, Brazil, France and El Salvador. 

And since that September day, civilians have been killed by terrorists on every day of the year, year after year.

When September Ends

As my memory rests... But never forgets what I lost... Wake me up when September ends...

Zombie Killers With Mics

The Zombie Killin Clan..so far:

ReviveMe ImDown --U.S
iRevive4Points --Australia
iNeedAMaxAmmo--U.S
TR3YARCH SUKZ--Canada
????? LeaveACrawler (maybe)--??


You can't stop us.

The Dog That Chases The Car;

It's gotten bad and things are different. Somehow...you lost yourself out there. Things used to be good. Really good. But there's this new you and I don't know if I can go on like this anymore. This shouldn't even be that hard. We arent near eachother so that already makes it more difficult. But it shouldn't be...But it helps when you're actually there. You asked me to be there for you and I am but that means you need to just be here. I'm so lost and it seems like I'm not going to find my way back and that makes me sad. You know when you have something so good and then it's just gone? I know the signs I've been here before every single word... So if this is the new you I don't know if I want any part in this. Unfriendly. Cold. And silent. So silent. The quietness is probably what bothers me the most it's like everything's okay and then BAM...I mean...did I do something? Say too much or not enough? If I'm just running in circles just tell me. I'm tired of feeling like this. 

Losing Too Many Miles At Once....

you've got to get better,
said, it's all in your head,
we could live through these letters
or forget it altogether,
see the months they dont matter
its the days i can't take
when the hours move to minutes
and i'm seconds away,

just ask the question come untie the knot
say you won't care,
say you won't care,
retrace the steps, as if we forgot,
say you won't care,
say you won't care,
you try to avoid it, but there's not a doubt
and there's one thing i can do nothing about...

when all that we need is just a reaction,
its too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore,
chasing our dreams is just a distraction
i want to remember what i know...
that i can't go back,

Excuse Me, You're One Heck Of A Guy

Anyway I think I met him sometime before
In a different life or where I record
I mean he was Adam, I think I was Eve
But my vision ends with the apple on the tree
'S' on my chest cuz I'm ready to save him
Cuz I'm the one like I'm Tracy McGrady



Anyway I think I met him in the Sky
When I was a Geisha he was a Samari
Somehow I understood him when he spoke Thai
Never spoke lies and he never broke fly

If I Fedex My Love,
Will You Sign For My Heart?

Ohh Boy

He always in the air, but he never fly coach
He a motherfucking trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip
That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
And yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe
I said, excuse me you're a hell of a guy
I mean my, my, my, my you're like pelican fly
I mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your tie
You're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye

Bottle Caps

A dreamer who searched for treasure,
but only found bottle caps

Good Morning Singapore

Good morning Singapore I'm bringing the sun with me
From the Robert Taylor homes to African slum cities
I am American mentally with Japanese tendencies
Got my gold watch
And my gold chain
With my fancy car
And my diamond ring
With my ghetto broad
And she's so plain
Gotta couple SCARS
And one of those long names
And she fight a nigga
And cusses wit no shame
Let's peruse the essential of cool
A brief study of the things so instrumental to you
That make me feel flyer than lobbys at bellevues
An exclaimer just aramore no credentials from a school
My not go to college but my street smart polished
Like the black finger nails of that punk rock logic
Do the knowledge, man you can't be punk from projects
Firm disbeliever in your punch clock promise
Got my gold watch
And my gold chain
With my fancy car
And my diamond ring
With my fancy broad
And she full grain
So it's no words
And it's no slang
And I'm no trick
And I'm no lame
It's just so sick
That she's so game

Lost At Sea

You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs
You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way

Fishhhhhh

I love to see her silhouette reflectin' off the water
With her hooks and her sinkers and her pretty pink bobbers
The first time I saw her I knew I was in love
'Cause I found a girl who loves to...

Fish, I love to see her lyin'
There on the bank 'neath the full moon light
Man, I can't even believe my luck

Look Into My Eyes And I'll Own You

Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you

Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
Can take me away and make it ok
I swear I'll behave

You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit

I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you

mlib.

Today my bros and I were slamming down natties watching the Victoria Secret fashion show when we thought, I hope that runway leads to the kitchens where those women belong. MLIB

I'm Stuck Inside A Poem

When are we going to finally be over this stupid rift? I've been here before...too many times. But I'm a sucker. I'll ways be. I'm willing to take the risk. I'm so petrified, I'm so scared to step into this ride. What if I lose my heart and fail... declined? I won't forgive me if i give up trying. I heard his voice today from a memory I keep tucked away, I didn't know a single word he said. Not one resemblance to the man I met. Just a vacant boy. Why do I do these things to myself? No matter how hard I try I might as well give up. What's there waiting for me after everything? Emptiness yet again...probably. I've been in this horrible mood lately and it's dragging me and everyone around me down and the sad thing is I have no idea how even start to get out. Is this just wasted time? I'm sorry to all my friends for being like this. Thank you Normy and Wes for your advice and to everyone else. I guess I'll see where this path leads.......home or hell. Ughhh in this night, I need to call you but all the lines are blown. If only you knew, how empty I feel. But maybe then you're lonely too, and it's tearing through you like a punctured wound. Maybe no one knows what to do. You’re all strong bones... they hold no water. Got the big fake smile, you just get sadder.
Time wound down and you've been cached. Because half measured shows are all half ass. How did we ever end up this way? And I fall numb in disarray, I’m just cultivating my ignorance. Didn't we have some standards once? This has been my year spent in exile. Second guessed and dressed up in tatters. My birth feet didn't take this path did they? And I'm still looking for a life that matters, more than just chit-chat. I can hardly breathe, and i release into one thousand pieces I have broke in to, over you. If nothing else I am at least myself. It's all I have to give. Everything's changing now, we could live like kings if we take the risk. Or we could live with doubt but one thing i know for sure...everything's changing now. Now I'm stuck inside a poem and then I'm walking by myself...in the dark, all alone... and these actors and dramatists they won't send me home. Well, maybe I'm like my father...strung out on something or another held to a standard. The one we were always sinking under. And maybe I'm like my mother. She shattered cause no one loved her.

Well there goes my life...passing me by like every departing flight.

Death Of Me...

I think I'm drowning, asphyxiated... I wanna break this spell that you've created... You're something beautiful, a contradiction... I wanna play the game, I want the friction... You will be the death of me

My Hands, They Were Strong. But My Knees.. They Are Weak

I hate to turn up out of the blue, uninvited

But I couldn't stay away, I couldn't fight it

Well Would Ya Look At That..Just Look At It

Milk and cereal
Animal beatbox
Look At That
David After The Dentist
Ultimate Dog Tease

Far Away;

Fields are deathly quiet
Where the cotton used to grow
I'm a stranger in a land
That I used to know
In a land
A land I've not forgotten
Look away
Far Away

Everything has changed here
"Cept some things inside of me
I've hid 'em from the world
Kept them under lock and key
Like the sound of my mama's voice
Callin' me back home
To the place
Where I belong

Far Away
Far Away
Don't know why I left you
And look how long I've stayed
Far away
Far away
How'd I get so far away

Carved my name one Sunday morning
On a sweet magnolia tree
I cried when I walked away
Broke my heart to leave
Took that little piece of me
Put it in my pocket
I've lost myself a time or two
And I never once forgot it

Far away
Far away
Don't know why I left you
And look how long I've stayed
Far away
Far away
How'd I get so far away

Far away
Far away
Don't know why I left you
But look how long I've stayed
Far away
Far away
How'd I get so far away
How did I get so far away

Or You Could Be Hollow

I haven't lost anything except my mind (except my mind)
Expect a thousand confessions that you will not find
I try to take off my head sometimes,
because I can't escape the memories
I haven't lost anything except my mind (except my mind)

You could be empty
and I can be right here empty with you
or you could be hollow
and I can be right here hollow with you
If you want to say goodbye to everything,
I could say goodbye too
I can be right here empty with you.

I haven't wasted a thing except my time (except my time)
Forget the treasures we burned because we'll be just fine
I try to take off my head sometimes
because I can't escape for the life of me,
I haven't lost anything except my mind (my mind)

You could be empty
and I can be right here empty with you
or you could be hollow,
and I can be right here hollow with you
If you want to say goodbye to everything
I could say goodbye too
I can be right here empty with you

Instead of going underground
Instead of calling them out
Instead of running 'cause your still breathing
Instead of swallowing lies
Instead of buried alive
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding
If you need a confession, I'm guilty
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding
Do you think I feel sorry? Forgive me.
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding
Instead of going underground
Instead of calling them out
Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding

You could be empty
and I can be right here empty with you
or you could be hollow
and I can be right here hollow with you
If you want to say goodbye to everything
I could say goodbye too
I can be right here empty with you

Casablanca Sucked Anyways: A DAY TO REMEMBER

I’ve spent so much time trying to fix your life that I forgot about mine.
This time I’m putting my foot straight through the floor.
You wont be walking through any of my doors anymore.
So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.
You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.
She makes me happy.
She sparks a light inside you’ve never failed to blow out.
Look at everything.
Look at all that you’ve become…nothing more than a memory.
So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.
You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.
You make me sick with every move you make.
When will you find your place in this world?
Cause it will never be beside me again.
So tell me what’s so wrong with me that you could leave so easily.
You threw this all away for the chance to leave me.

Good Song.

We've All Heard;

we’ve all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard damn poets urging us to seize the day. still sometimes, we have to see for ourselves. we have to make our own mistakes. we have to learn our own lessons. we have to sweep today’s possibility under tomorrow’s rug until we can’t anymore. until we finally understand for ourselves what benjamin franklin really meant. that knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.....

IDK My Bff Jill

So my little 13 yr old brother texted me asked me "What's it like to be in love?"

...for everyone out there I'll tell you what I think.

I think its different for everyone. Its as individual as the person. It feels like you're safe and not alone. Its growing old. Working things out. Its making it work. Not only accepting someone else but also yourself. It feels good. It's like...a state of being. Its not just a 4 letter word. But today it doesnt mean the same thing as it used to..I mean look back +50 years. It was commitment. Now I'm not saying it's still not the same thing but this kind of love is less common. Look at most peoples grandparents. They are most likely still together...but love is always evolving. But its really just a basic thing thats hard to describe. Theres different kinds of love though. Like you can love a movie, a pet, a person who isn't a family member or your homeboy in a non gay way. Then of course theres family love. But honestly, i think love is just something someone came up with and we've all been raised with hearing about it and seeing it you know? I mean do you have a family member you've never met and they're like "I love you". Ever ask yourself Why? I mean they dont even know you. We've all been conditioned to react powerfully to it because everyone makes it a big deal. I mean most kids first words are Momma, or Dadda right? Why? Is it maybe because thats the thing they hear the most? Momma this, Dadda that? I think love is learning. You learn....If you tell a parrot hello enough times chances are its going to repeat it. So love is basically learning in a way. Love is whatever you want it to be.

10 Items That You Think Make You Cool, But Don't

Being cool is normally subjective. But there are some things that unequivocally make you uncool.

10. iPhone



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: You can access e-mails, high speed internet, and watch videos, all on your phone. Because really, normal people around you are so fuccccking boring you can hardly stand actually interacting with them.

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: I’ve done some research and iPhone is actually a Japanese word that means “something that’s not able to be put in a pocket and instead must be carried in your hand at all times or set on the table in front of you so that any one around you can see it. This may sound shocking, but when someone remarks how hot it is, they’re not asking you to look up the temperature in both farenheit and celcius, or show them a clip on a 3 inch screen from “An Inconvenient Truth” in an effort to relate this heat to global warming. Unfortunately, I own an iPhone. Heh...fancy that.

9.Ironic Belt Buckles



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Now you can show up in bars and point at your belt buckle and tell people that you are a “Rodeo Champion” or a “Pac Man” or a “Truck Driver” or a “Jack Daniels.” And while they will know that you are actually none of these things, you think you’re being playful and a little bit mysterious. You also think this tactic will help you pick up women.

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: You’re the same person who has ironic facial hair (mustache), drinks ironic beer (PBR) and wears ironic T-shirts (Lucky Charms). You spend your entire life trying to look as shitty and poor as possible while, chances are, you have rich parents or a job for an accounting firm that pays you over $60,000. In four years you will be a Republican living in the suburbs and complaining about your 401k over wine spritzers at dinner parties.


8. Blue Tooth Headset



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: All the other losers have to use their hands when they talk on the phone. Not you! You can talk on your phone and at the same time safely give some loser the finger because they’re only driving the speed limit. It’s Tuesday, doesn’t this asshole know you have your jujitsu class at 24 hour fitness to go to?

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: I don’t give a shit if you’re talking to someone on the other end, when you’re in a Subway Sandwiches and they’re trying to take your order while you say “Listen, you give me that paperwork for the Johnson account by tomorrow or it’s your ass. No mayo. I said no Mayo! Yeah, that’s right, Johnson account on my desk! No pepperoncinis! it’s pretty god damn confusing and asshole-ish to everyone trying to deal with you. Answer your phone when you have time to hold it in your hand. The only people that should be wearing blue tooth wireless headsets are military field generals and the people that work the day after thanksgiving sale at Old Navy.

7. Quoting Austin Powers/Borat/Old School



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Put on your earmuffs because that woman has a vageen that hangs like sleeve of wizard. Yeah, baby! Those movies are HILARIOUS, thus if you can quote them, by default you’re hilarious too!

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: We all enjoy quoting our favorite movies, but let’s put these three to bed. Not only did I have every last bit of dialogue to the Borat movie screamed in my face three months before it came out, but let’s face it, Austin Powers wasn’t funny 10 years ago. And I still have to hear people telling me that “circus folk smell vaguely of cabbage.” On top of it, everyone murders the accents. Whenever I hear some asshole in a bar trying doing his version of Borat, somehow he sounds like a tongueless Canadian with a sock in his mouth. This has to stop or I am going to skip the earmuffs and go directly to cutting my ears off. But I'm not going to lie, I love when people who are good at the Borat voice do it. It's just the people that can't who need to stop.

6. PT Cruiser



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: It’s like a car from back in the thirties! It’s sleek design and throw back look allows everyone tailgating in the parking lot at the Dave Matthews concert know that you’re a free spirit who is all about having good times!

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: If you’ve ever wondered what a gay transformer would turn in to, wonder no more. Not only do they call a retarded amount of attention to themselves on the road, when you drive them you look like a soccer mom whose transporting alcohol during the prohibition era.

5. Tricked Out Bicycles



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: I honestly have no idea.

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: Instead of looking like some hipper, younger version of a real biker (who actually is cool), you just look like some 8th-grader who blew his allowance on sparklers for his tricycle. With its weirdly-bent handlebars and wacky forks, your “cruiser” looks like the elephant man of bikes. Plus, these things are clearly uncomfortable to ride. I love watching some tattooed douchebag try to look laid back and cool after he had to dislocate both of his shoulders just to reach the handlebars. Not to mention, you could’ve gotten a friggin’ car for what you paid for this piece of crap. Dumbass.

4. Fidel Castro Hats



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Wearing a Fidel Castro hat let’s the world know that you’re different and that you have thoughts and ideas that make you significantly more special and free thinking than those who wear traditional baseball hats.

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: You know why the Communist Cuba Military can get away with wearing them? Because they carry automatic weapons. You most likely carry a compilation book of Charles Bukowski poems. The tiny bill and camoflauged coloring make you look like a retarded son of a army ranger who had a pair of scissors and access to his father’s closet. I realize you want to tell the world you’re a non-comformist, but unfortunately being a non-conformist means you’re conforming to non-conformism. You might want to ponder that at that next record release party for a band no one’s heard of that you’re pretending to like.

3. Guitar Hero



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: Dude, this game totally rocks! I love this song! Hell yes! Welcome to the Jungle, baby! You’re gonna diiiiiiiiiiiee!

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: Despite what the commercial says, you do not suddenly turn into Slash when you’re playing this video game. You are playing a child-sized guitar that doesn’t even have strings. It has multi-colored buttons and an on/off button. And playing this video game does not mean you can play the guitar now. If I have to hear someone say “I can totally play ‘Anarchy in the UK’” but actually mean “I can totally play ‘Anarchy in the UK’ on Guitar Hero,” I am going to take a pee inside the nearest PS3.

2. Longboard Skateboards



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: You’re just a laid back dude who likes to cruise the streets and board walks but still has the credibility shared by those who ride smaller, more dangerous boards.

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: You’re basically one step away from being the little kid at Costco who jumps on the big grocery cart when his mother isn’t looking. Whereas if a normal skateboarder falls he injures himself, you’re traveling at speeds that allow those walking to pass you, and if you fall, you’ll most likely fall on the board and continue traveling. Hence, you’re basically riding a skateboard designed for those without any coordination or athletic ability. It’d be like playing baseball, except replacing the ball with a giant stuffed animal.

1. Funny Ringtones



WHY YOU THINK YOU’RE COOL: A ring tone is a great way to give strangers and coworkers a little peek into your personal life and let them know that your grasp of pop culture is vast. You’re pretty sure that having a silly quote from Monty Python or the Transformers theme song as your ringtone will make those around you realize that you are a the guy everyone else wants to be. There is definitely more to you than meets the eye.

WHY YOU’RE NOT COOL: Having your phone play Right Said Fred’s “I’m Too Sexy” just makes you look (and sound) like an asshole. And the fact that you let it “ring” 15 times while you stand there and look around for reactions to your hilarious little joke not only reeks of desperation, but it makes everyone around you want to cram that phone up your taint. Put it on vibrate like every other normal person and keep your witticisms between you and your collection of Star Wars figurines.




I should have become a journalist. Ughhh I love writing.

Just Keep A Hold On Me And Dont Let Go...

Let's sail away
Find our own country
We'll build a house and beds out of palm trees
Let's get away
Let's push our lives aside

I'll sport a smile
Take in some color
Under the stars
I'll be your lover
With no distractions I'm gonna treat you right

Well it seems like things are only getting better
Well it seems like we can never catch a break

Just a keep a hold on me don't let go
If you float away, if you float away
Waiting too long for a ship to come
Don't you float away, don't you float away

Let's go to bed
Let's stop debating
Look at the time
We're always waiting
But we're in love
And that should be just fine

Well it seems like things are only getting better
Well it seems like we can never catch a break

Just keep a hold on me don't let go
If you float away, if you float away
Waiting too long for a ship to come
Don't you float away, don't you float away

And if you like (and if you like)
and if you like some other time
I would like to introduce you to the finer things
If we survive (if we survive)
If we survive, get out alive
I'd like to say how beautiful I think you...

Just a keep a hold on me don't let go
If you float away, if you float away
Waiting too long for a ship to come
Don't you float away, don't you float away

How Sad You're Gonna Be...

You never write me or nothing
I set myself up to fall
I was stupid then to try

And I’m living a lie
I’m in a fantasy world
but the hero won't win this time
'Cause a pipe dream gets flushed away

By all means I’m getting mad
but that don’t mean I don’t feel sorry for you

How sad you’re gonna be
I wish I could stick around
to see your face when you realize you’ve permanently changed
and it’s all thanks to me
I was wrong for coming here
You’ll wake alone and run around your lonely home
Look for my face but I’m already gone

You, you never call
You never write me or nothing
I set myself up to fall
I was stupid then to try

There was something in the way
something in the way
something in the way that you shut the door
I couldn’t get enough, when you’d blow me off
I just kept dragging myself back for more

By all means I’m getting mad
but that don’t mean I don’t feel sorry for you

How sad you’re gonna be
I wish I could stick around
to see your face when you realize you’ve permanently changed
and it’s all thanks to me
I was wrong for coming here
You’ll wake alone and run around your lonely home
Look for my face but I’m already gone

One day you’re gonna see the life sentence you gave to me
but I swear, one day we will share this cell
I know it’s cold but I will keep us warm
with all the hate I radiate
We’ll be walking hand in hand in hell
(We’ll be walking hand in hand in hell)

How sad you’re gonna be
I wish I could stick around
to see your face when you realize you’ve permanently changed
and it’s all thanks to me
I was wrong for coming here
You’ll wake alone and run around your lonely home
Look for my face but I’m already gone