I've reached my winter breaking point. No more school, no more bullshit. I have no more motivation and shit is piling up. Why can't all the fun things happen when the sun is actually out...I can't deal with the demands of my life right now ( Read more... )

Broken glass, rusty nails where the wild violets grow ( Read more... )

Now I like to get loud
I like to go to the other side
Just to think, you were just passin' by
Ridin' around
You spat in my eye
Just to think, you were just passin' by
We were hike to hike
Breezing by
You broke the pace
Just a twisted kid, never learned to ride
Now I like to get loud
I like to go to the other side
Just to think, you were just passin ( Read more... )

myspaces are gay. livejournal is right for me.

fuck yall its velvet underground time

To the one true God above:
here is my prayer -
not the first you've heard, but the first I wrote.
(not the first, but the others were a long time ago).
There are two people here, and I want you to kill them.
Her - she can go quietly, by disease or a blow
to the base of her neck,
where her necklaces close,
where her garments come together,
where I used to ( Read more... )

"I'm booking up & coming bands for the Emergenza Festival in 112 venues across the U.S. in such clubs as the Avalon in Boston, the Metro and Double Door in Chicago, the Hi Tone Cafe, the Rave Bar, the Rave II, the Vibe Room and Vnuk's Lounge in Milwaukee ( Read more... )

thank jesus for music
(specifically brian eno)

"By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me" - pink floyd

"phew, for a minute there i lost myself
i lost myself" - radiohead

"A fiction romance
All love and glory
That never seems to happen in my life" - buzzcocks

i suck etc.

"going down to madison
gonna have a real good time" - jim morrison

last night i cried laughing during chess against mier...i'm glad the original four hung out. (thats right, the ORIGINAL four)

My social life and the social lives around me seem to be divisible by four...is that a pattern or a sign?

I am Joe's Enraged, Inflamed Sense of Rejection