today on the way to the adarondack club i saw a navy blue chevy tahoe or something rolling down the street with no driver. i thought it to be odd that the break lights were on. then i realized it was a british car...where the driver's seat is on the other side. it was delivering mail.

possibly the most beautiful combination of verses and chords. they flow. my damage results from a series of overwhelming melodies that warm my heart while soothing my nerves. but most of these moments are engulfed by walls of violent winds, blowing debris, destroying brick structures, and turning metal frames to complex junglegym graveyards. irony ( Read more... )

i'm so stupid.

knife-->heart
and again
and again
again
again
again

what does it feel like to find what you are looking in life. i often feel those are the ones with the most problems. there is no such thing as fufilment. no desire can ever be met, no matter how small. we call it "a catch" but i prefer to look at it as a cycle. circles never end ( Read more... )

today i stood up for hours. the bench in the cage was soaked with ice and melted snow, and i only had one pair of pants on that i did not want to drench and be uncomfortable. despite the inevitable misery of being locked up with the band, i watched a retarted man from my position at the very top of the bleachers. this man is always with us. once ( Read more... )

something brought me there. the house was small, with green rugs and a metal banastered stairway leading to a deck. i walked up the stairs and she greeted me. her mother stood behind and smiled at me, anticipating my arrival; she knew everything about me. i'm not sure how long it was before the girl and i begain to quarrel. or did we fight? she ( Read more... )

aftter popping a lactaid pill, we proceded with our sit-down dairy consumption hour. the next step was to venture from froid to chaud. we entered an exterra then speed down a route six numbers more than that of the legal alcohol purchasing age. it may have been north, it may have been south--that i cannot recall, but the village prominently ( Read more... )

we are progressing in a straight line. as in going nowhere. or circles of high hopes followed by dissapointment. nothing really changes. there are so many things and people i'd like to figure out. why do they do what they do? and i want to change it but obviously, i cannot. over half of the things i want to do to keep myself sane, can't do. it's ( Read more... )

right now, my hair looks blonde. its strange that cross country is all over, and as much as i hate it, i love it and miss it like a small pet that has died. mm yes. moving on, some people believe they will lose weight by eating pudding, applesauce, and jello and nothing else for two weeks. good luck, you won't last. i need a date for the christmas ( Read more... )

this is going to be a long sunday.