Sunday, March 15, 2009

:: Moving On

...and on and on...

I didn't know what to do. So I walked fast and hard and listened loud.

Me and Chant play a game of drinking scrabble.My words.Chant's.
A small castle I recently worked in.
Some great stuff in here but overall I found it lacking.
Wonderful basement and garage.

Friday, March 6, 2009

:: Trust

Timing is important, of course, with trust. I need to trust music more. This is my point. The right music at the the right time. A whole night at the bar is usually summed up with the music I listen to on the way home. A 1 or two song trip unless I walk around the block a few times to hear more.

Which recalls a night I was propositioned to go out to a more "happening" bar down the road for dancing and shots with a few ladies. They didn't understand that dancing to shit tunes in a hole didn't sound like fun. When I said no they immediately asked what I had better to do. Walk around and listen to music. That's all I said. And after a regualr night I did just that.

The walk I had made me smile so wide. I wished I could have shared it with someone. Though I think if I had asked them they would have felt the same about my idea as I felt about theirs. That's cool. It would have only been good if they trusted me and I them.

Just trust music.

Monday, March 2, 2009

:: Woof

Leaving Flames game. People suck... and are short.
Joe catches me.
Dude in background is stoked. Other dude in bg catches me.
I catch Venus. Joe didn't believe me. A whole planet. Moon's friend.







I think I've lost all hope. I don't think I want to remember this year. It's actually good I've realized so soon. Time to live by the budget, the bike, and the bottle. Two thousand and nine? More like two thousand and wine. My thoughts will go blurred and my words slurred. Lungs bleeding, legs conceding.

Mr. Chainsaw & Hit The Switch. These songs will get me through just fine. Again and again.

Everyday ends
Ride as hard as possible
Drink and ride again

Saturday, February 21, 2009

:: Poetical






Today, today
A smile is one half brownie away
Munch, munch
Just one half taken before lunch

Tonight, tonight
A farewell drink to the light
One more, one more
Or maybe two or three or four

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

:: Flames Game?

Cal Vs. Van.

Joe's drunk. I will accept Joe law tonight.

Tomorrow's going to suck. It was my birthday present to him.

He liked it :]

Sunday, February 15, 2009

:: <3

I saw tuna tonight.

hehehahahahahahahahaHAHAHAH unreal. She was very nice to talk to.

Everything isn't okay. But that's okay. I'm so sick of feeling. Only nothing feels good. I want to rrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiddddddddddddddeeeeeeee... away.

There is no where far enough.



I cannot disappear. Not allowed.

Friday, February 13, 2009

:: No argument

I am Evil.

I don't like you. I don't like me. I'd like to hurt you. I'd like to hurt me.

I'll try not too... I'm not that evil.

<3

Ly, check out Library voices, Step off the map and float. Dunno, s'alright.
This dogs's cool eh? not my photo. But he's ready to jump.


Eh?

Grumble, life.