You are not what you'll become. You aren't how you'll end up. With open holes growing exponentially into my head. Until we fall, so we don't die alone. Construct to collapse. Collapse to construct.

I'm not sure how well you can judge music at 4:30 in the morning, but apparently it does hold an effect on you. Driving to work one morning, Against the Wind came over the radio, a song I usually turn up, not blasting loud, but enough to jam out to ( Read more... )

I find myself straying more and more from what I have previously been. My life is good, perhaps this is the final transition from whatever I was to adult ( Read more... )

Maybe its just me, but VH1 seems a hell of a lot more metal than MTV.

Oh and dude, if there's something wrong with a 24 pack of pop, don't drink 12 of them you asshat.

Soul Train is a very uneccassary transit authority.

Latest tattoos.
They would be the skulls.
The 13 is old.


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So last night, I embarked on an adventure that some would call, very un-necessary, and others would say, must be done ( Read more... )

I do not understand traffic ( Read more... )

I've started to read my second Charles Klosterman book ( Read more... )

I can remember being alone ( Read more... )