Something Is Wrong..

With the light of the sun, and the color of the sky...
With me, or everyone.

I never loved you.

First: You lit me on fire.
Second: You walked clean away.

I didn't burn long. All the evidence of your donewrong was gone in seconds, I swear.
But if you had time anyway, why not watch me hurt?
And nothing is sweeter than needed revenge.
Oh, thats right. I did nothing; And YOU were the mean one, in fact, you even broke my good tape-deck.
In Fact. I don't wanna be friends.

Generation X

You Are

The first Generation

Raised

Without

God

I swear I'll know your face in the crowd;

And I'll hear your voice so loud, when you're whispering.

Oh sweet angel of mercy, with your grace like the morning, wrap your loving arms around me.

Hey unfaithful, I will teach you to be stronger.
Hey ungraceful, I will teach you to forgive one another.
Hey unloving, I will love you.

I'm ready to come home.

Mama Says:

That the president should bring our troops home, because she is sick of people dying;

But she also thinks that women should be allowed to get abortions!

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Democrats believe its OK for women to kill, but not president Bush.

I am not who I want to be; I probly will not ever be.

I am a freshman at one of the best CSU's in the state [which doesn't say much], far too liberal according to my faith, and I am the spokes-model for self-loathing narcissists; no one hates how great they are more than myself, and the fear of a downfall is what brings insecurity. The only thing important to me other than the 4 people that I would slice my wrists for, is my music. I view everything around me with a sympathetic contempt, and I associate with no group; and because I have made such a decision to choose no group, you can see why music is such a comfort and relic. I cherish individuals as I meet them, but when they choose sides I tend to confine to myself. I think most people take their lives far too seriously, and should try to relish the present more than anything else. Above all, you should know that I am not by any means a pessimist; it is a great chance that I'm one of the more optimistic peoples you have met. Though, I have to look out for myself, and I can't allow you even the slightest opportunity to hurt me. It isn't so that I don't trust you, but I hope you can know what I mean when I say that I don't trust myself. I can't say that I'm afraid of the future, but I would like never to be heartbroken again. I know you can't guarantee me that, but I should like you to try.

Rain fell slowly according to Castle time.

I understand life as marked by certain primary experiences that happen early on that involve pleasure, followed by the pain of being disconnected from that pleasure, and the rest of life spent trying to make sense of that pain. That first moment of disconnection is like a shattering of glass that rings in your consciousness for the rest of your life, informing everything you witness and experience. It's that shattering that leaves the mark, I think - not the experience of pleasure itself. Nostalgia is trying to beautify that moment when everything shattered and broke - trying to make sense of the pain. Music is heightened nostalgia: music is that lost pleasure in a continuous process of being shattered. It's like this beautiful thing being held in front of your face that disintegrates if you try to touch it.

Dancing Lessons

worms are the words but joy’s the voice

down shall go which and up come who

breasts will be breasts and thighs will be thighs

deeds cannot dream what dreams can do

-time is a tree (this life one leaf)

but love is the sky and i am for you

just so long and long enough.