I've created & kept this blog to compile the thoughts, dreams and wisdom that I've discovered from others or merely written myself. This blog is, in a sense, an expression of everything that is me.. Whether I wrote it or not. The most recent entries are a series of quotes, lyrics and videos.. But travel back through the archives and you'll delve deep into my heart, through my own words.

To those who I've quoted or borrowed from: Thank you for being beautiful.. for deeply inspiring me in one way or another. I hope you find that I've used your material in an appropriate fashion.. I try always to cite my sources. I take NO credit for that which is not my own.

Friday, April 11, 2008


the impossible girl
a mess of a dreamer
your best bet
the aftertaste of cheap wine & bad decisions
i lied at my very first confession
i've never been too good at being good
what did you expect from me?
all you've ever wanted, what all the other girls all promised
i am better than the games that you play
i wouldn't dare to fix the twist in you
she never uses the word "addiction"
1000 lies have made me colder
wrecking this evening already & loving every minute of it
not the type to forget about nights like (this)
i will spit bullets with my pen
i'm beautiful when i'm asleep
she needs to hear it
it's me & the moon, & i've got no trouble with that
just so rock-&-roll
i'm addicted to words
its my fist vs the bottle
i'm only complaining to keep myself busy
its convincing the way i lie & leave it all behind
i'm romantic
the faith you've found, i've never felt
i've got arrogance down to a science
your best kept secret
i'm feeling young & reckless
not a rockstar, but i still tend to rock hard
i'd rather feel pain than nothing at all
i'm committed to insecurity and you
i don't give a damn if we never come home
i'm still trying
not the type that can be conned into being convinced
only as loyal as my options
this could be my chance to break out
i'm done denying the truth to anyone
i'm alive
oh christ, i have no idea what i'm doing

i can't explain myself at all.

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