I miss you guys.

"Your life is defined by its opportunities... even the ones you miss."

From the back seat I can see ( Read more... )

i may have been less of a son ( Read more... )

The older I get the more I realize I really hate our generations mainstream music. There's a side of nostalgia that comes from anything early 1900's - 1960's. Whether I lived through that period or not, for me, the music showed something that seemed more calm, unintentionally rebellious and so on. Time seemed slower. People seemed more relaxed, yet ( Read more... )

As the door slams ( Read more... )

Ever get that feeling that when you've been sleeping, someone else has been in the room with you? Not in any weird, creepy ways, just, there in the room. Time tells you it's been hours, and that the said person is right there. So, you sit up slowly, clearing your eyes, waiting for them to adjust, and low and behold, that person, was never there at ( Read more... )

It's refreshing isn't it? Stained finger nails and a pair of shaky wrists you can't rid yourself of. That same feeling you got when you were younger, that rush from a circus ferris wheel and a mouthful of cotton candy. The summer afternoon's passed and the bikes, laughter, and the sound of skateboards crawling along rough concrete go with the ( Read more... )

And now livejournal land, let The Dark Knight icons swarm on in...

You look up power violence and all you get in return are a bunch of hardcore scene teens. Oh, how I miss you livejournal. Really though, I do. I'm so sick of Myspace, it's like crack, why do I blog over there when i've still got this account?!... What the hell does blogging even mean?! Is BLOG even a word?!... It's more like the noise I let out ( Read more... )