I hate keeping things from you. Especially things like this. But I don't know how you'd deal with this if I told you. I don't want to do this, but I may not have a choice in the matter. I just hope when it does happen, you won't forget me.

Don't stray
Don't ever go away
I should be much too smart for this
You know it gets the better of me
Sometimes
When you and I collide
I fall into an ocean of you
Pull me out in time
Don't let me drown
Let me down
I say it's all because of you
And here I go ( Read more... )

"Boy you're just a stupid bitch- and girl, you're just a no good dick ( Read more... )

I have not updated in quite awhile. For that, I apologize. I have been slacking big time in the whole general writing aspect of my life. The debut issue of Shut Up! Magazine is up and it looks fantastic, sans the Morrissey article I pitched to my editor. I didn't get it in on time. Things have been to hectic ( Read more... )

Vote Kerry.

"The search for god is absurd?"

It is if every living creature dies alone.

( This is cute. See if you can guess mine without cheating. )

If I didn't look so much like my mother,
I'd swear I was adopted. Because I have
never heard of a child more opposite of
thier parents like me and mine. My parents
aren't separating. Whatever. Who cares.

CDs I need to buy very soon.the new Franz Ferdinand ( Read more... )

Stage lights.
Sandra is listening to music, doing ballet positions, and smoking a cigarette near her desk. On which is a stack of books with a dirty ashtray on top, pen and paper, a lighter, a cigarette case, a glass of water, and a bottle of prescription pills. The idea first popped into my head on my way home from Rob’s house one night about six ( Read more... )