Today I ate a poem for breakfast.
Then I swam with sea turtles. 
I climbed to the highest branch and sang a lullaby to the blue heron.
I started breathing in stream water,
to get the salty taste of the mountain's bare shoulder out of my mouth.
I told stories, but I didn't lie.
I didn't have to lie because the truth was far more beautiful.
I place my hands ( Read more... )

Promise me only lies and betrayal,
As I abhor these everlasting real feelings.
Shackle me from the truth,
For I am too frightened of flying and freedom.

Name: Baschnids
Favourite Car: Honda Atlanta
Personalized Licence Plate: Alan Schneider is awesome
Favourite female punk band: Trick question, there aren't any good ones

Every binge must have its End...except for maybe this one

Who says growing old is no fun???

p.s. Drugs are apparently bad for you.

After reading Young's entry, I have also decided to start my own business venture. My target market would be teenagers, ranging from about 14-20 in age. My product would be fresh hearts, without cuts, stab wounds or bruises anywhere in sight. I believe that this is an excellent idea because everywhere I look I see misery, turmoil and fake punk ( Read more... )

"Sweet thing, I hope you know I'm wonderin where you are..."

Nothing can take the smile off my face right now

Road trip to Panama City? Ah, better make it Barrie instead

"I see your face and it's wonderful ( Read more... )

I don't feel like I'm depressed enough to make a worth while entry, but I'll try to make myself sad by writing this ( Read more... )

Clapton makes even the worst of days tolerable.

Somewhere along the way A Capella got lost in the shuffle.

"Well you're just across the street. Looks a mile to my feet."

Where were you on June 30th, 1997?

The stars might cry the blackest tears tonight, but the morning sun will melt them away...

"And you say I know that this will hurt,
but if I don't break your heart,
this will just get worse."

Please just say it...

"Let it all out (get it all out ( Read more... )