New tattoo friday, guess what it is [link]
bla, going to bed soon. so much sleep is gonna be sweet.
So, I leave you with a question "Where in the hell did you go with my toothbrush?" [link]
sPACE pOLICE
I Am Victory.

Free JazzThe screen is full of repeating infomercials. He is feeling lethargic, sprawled on the couch. There are blankets weaving around, over, and under his limbs. Theyre constricting, but they stay. He cant tell how loud the television is. He does know that there is a CD of free jazz playing somewhere in the house. The infomercial starts over again, another hour gone. And somewhere there is free jazz. The more he tries to focus on the music emanating from its secret location, the harder it is to hear. So he tries to ignore it, and sleep for another twelve hours. He tries to not hear the off rhythms, and faulty notes, theFree Jazz


UntitledYou're so patient, and I knew that from the moment I first met you. A musty bus on a rainy day and it was loud but you were quiet behind me, though I didn't see you at first. Indigo hat, indigo eyes, iPod on, distant, and I knew right then who you were, but I didn't know who you were. I watched the undulating landscape fade into the mist all the way through the ride into nowhere. When we got there, the sky was indigo and I felt strangely convalescent, like jumping from a burning building into the snow. You didn't notice me and I was forward like I always am and I guess you noticed me after awhile, but I didn't notice. It was sunny and you gavUntitled


Missing YouHow easily those ideals crush When I see you passing with him before my eyes A flower held so firmly in my hand Now falls to the ground My clumsy attempt to be romantic Becomes a blood red stain on the asphaltMissing You
And the pain that was always here Hidden beneath of my fear to feel Uncloaks and reveals I stand there, unable to understand What just broke inside of me
It was two weeks ago that you said That this is the last time cold blooded bastard as I Have made you cry
It was one week ago that I realized That you are a love of my life &n


Porcelain in DecemberSometimes I wonder if theres good in the sky; If it all floats up after passing us by, because I can almost feel it escaping me after IPorcelain in December
Look you in the eyes and make you cry.
Its porcelain that will Be the death of me.
Porcelain, my skyward muse, I am porcelain, but a lighter blue, And you Are hiding secrets behind the glass Hiding so much behind the glass
What do you think when you make me yours? I look to the fine lines between the blinds And imagine Im in the sun
[in the sun] Sometimes you

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Please excuse my little quibble
I just seem to have a little dribble
Just a tiny little nibble
Of creativity, a scribble!
Ya best hit me up asap when you get back
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(...now he's counting time in beggings and bottles, fading away beneath old news...)
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Charge your horses across the fields
Together we ride into destiny
Have no fear of death, when it's your time
Oden will bring us home when we die!
-Amon Amarth
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I like this thing I am, Come on I'll kill you.
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