I wish you wouldn't walk away, because theres some things I'd like to say to you.

If my life is a song then these blog entries are kinda like the lyrics. If my life is a poem it would be freeverse of course. If only love could be as simple and structered as a haiku.

I could spend a million minutes meandering around a meaningless maiden, and she could deny me in just one breath. Shut me out with closed eyelids and bleeding song of silence.

interesting problem with my phone. i can hear but i can't talk. i see text messeges in my future.

I think an apology is in order. To Laura. You deserve better than online dissing and boo-hissing, but the missing is pissing me off.

Hey, have fun, its the weekend.

My cousins are sleeping on my floor in my new "neat" place, we watched the butterfly effect. directors cut. one movie, one game, thats was the deal.someone should have cut the director.s head off. for making that horrible alternate ending. nah it was definitely ok but so sad. its funny tho to see the theatrical ending. us the public are fed endings that will make us happy.

I often wonder what woman will put me under a spell next. Nothing is like being held so tight. I always think this town is shitty without her here. What am I doing with my life? I signed myself up to teach more kids to swim, instead of going to Thailand. Nothing is like visiting your own funeral, grabbing the shovel and breaking the earth of your future grave.

I can't stand kids, yet I am one. Here's to the Thai Bar tommorrow with anyone who's sloppy enough to fall into my slippery casket.

Quench my love for emotion. hopeless romance. bitter fashion of lines following me into the sun.