Walk through Hell
And if i could swim I'd swim out to you in the ocean,
Swim out to where you were floating in the dark.
And if was blessed i walk on the water you're breathing,
To lend you some air for that heaving sunken chest.
Because they chose you as the model for their empty little dreams.
With your new head and your legs spread like a filthy magazine.
And they hunt you and the gut you and you give in.
And if I was brave I'd climb up to you on the mountain.
They led you to drink from their fountain spouting lies.
And I'd slay the horrible beast they commisioned
To steer me away from my mission to your eyes,
And I'd stand there like a soldier with my foot upon his chest.
With my grin spread and my arms out in my bloodstained Sunday's best,
And I'd hold you and remind you who you are under their shell.
I'd walk through hell for you. Let it burn right through my shoes.
These soles are useless without you.
Let the torturing ensue. My soul is useless without you.

-Say Anything
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Most people have no idea how much I care about them. I feel I have isolated myself for my protection and now all my relationships are so fucked up that there is nothing I can do to save them.

Count Down
One month until I'm 21. I don't know why I care. I don't drink much and being under age has never stopped me, but it will be nice to feel free to go to any club, bar, or concert I want.

Looking for a posse to take me out so put in your name if you want. Suggest where and what drink.

Well, like most of humanity, I wish to be understood, but fail miserably at it. This is my attempt to dance around all subjects of importance through verbal sleight of hand. Let's hope at the very least this might be entertaining.