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You could have it all.
"Everyone I know goes away in the end ( Read more... ) -
Sunshine Buttercups.
Sure, I could write about rape, poverty and violence, but that's all insignficant ( Read more... ) -
Overheard.
I won't offend anyone.
(A mother and her grade 4 son are out shopping at an expensive, mostly-caucasian Health Food Store.)
SON: Mommy, I don't want to die. Not now, not ever.
MOM: Honey, no one wants to die. You know that...
SON: But mom... I saw these kids at my school! They were scary-looking and they dressed in black and white and were bleeding ( Read more... ) -
I don't know what the fuck to write about.
In fear every day, every evening,
He calls her aloud from above,
Carefully watched for a reason,
Painstaking devotion and love,
Surrendered to self preservation,
From others who care for themselves.
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else.
Isolation, isolation, isolation.
Mother I tried please believe me,
I'm doing the best ( Read more... ) -
The Cocaine Journals Pt. 1
Joy Division - Heart and Soul
Instincts that can still betray us,
A journey that leads to the sun,
Soulless and bent on destruction,
A struggle between right and wrong.
You take my place in the showdown,
Ill observe witha pitiful eye,
Ill humbly ask for forgiveness,
A request well beyond you and i.
Heart and soul, one will burn.
Heart and soul, one ( Read more... ) -
Bob Dylan and Fantasie
Darkness at the break of noon ( Read more... )