So last night I saw a concert with Paul, Shore, and Bob. Seamless, The Sword, Lacuna Coil, and In Flames played at First Avenue. Pretty cool, you might say. It was! A list of observations and events follows ( Read more... )

Everything realized is just forgotten soon.

Afraid to acknowledge it, fear consumes this body? No. Just an image, spawned for effect ( Read more... )

Please let me deny this (assummed, dreaded, ugly) greater understanding. Let me be in the chaos emotion feeling again.

Fuck.
Fuck!

I use people so much. For that I am sorry. But recognizing the action in the habit is so difficult.

For reminding me to think
For reminding me of my history
For reminding me to feel
For being
You

Appropriateness is fucking bullshit. Formality is fucking bullshit. Who cares? Life as art, bitches!

let's go bowling. (oh, but i hate it so ( Read more... )

I am appreciative of life.

But I am curious! Does this (confident [never that!]?) appreciation cost me everything? Does it give me everything?

Prove to this nervous earth that the universe works

( Cause soon I'll have to - GO! )

I like you.