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| I could run away to a place where no one would find me.
I could sell everything that I own
I could tear down your pictures from my walls
I could burn your letters
Maybe if I changed my name and lied about my past,
or if I remembered my dreams, but not my waking days.
Maybe if I stopped drinking myself to sleep
Maybe if I never let anyone see who I really am
Then maybe I wouldn't being so scared,
I could bring myself to stop being alone
or maybe nothing would change
just like it never has
and I would remain in my lifelong silence.
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| But words are things, and a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces
That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think;
'Tis strange, the shortest letter which man uses
Instead of speech, may form a lasting link
Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces
Frail man, when paper - even a rag like this - ,
Survives himself, his tomb, and all that's his.
from Don Juan | | |
| I guess ive always wanted to be famous. Its not exactly the money i want ive just always wanted to be different, wanted to stand out, wanted to succeed in life. If i ever did become famous or have money i wouldnt spend it on cars and bling bling, i'd spend it on a secluded glass house. It would be partly in a dark forest and then you would walk along a path in the tree line that would go to a different viewing area that you could see the sun set on the ocean. The house would just come out of nature and what outside walls werent glass would be stone. There would be a small stream of water that would run through every room of the house and little items could be floated to different rooms. The greatest room would be the bathing room, it would have stone walls and floor, it would have a a small pool and a japanese hot spring style bath. there would be a path that came out the bottom of the house and would lead to a circular court surrounded by dense trees with a pond in the center, in the center of the pond would be a tiny island with stones leading to it, it would have a single cherry blossom and a bench on it. The best thing about it though is that i would share it with all of my best friends. it would be all of our homes. We would stay on our own sections and if we get a family we would add on. Oh and i cant forget the green room with grass floors were the bunnies and hamsters lived. It all seems far fetched but i think if someone really trys hard enough and always thinks that they can accomplish what they want, then they will. Yeah, i'm a dreamer, but why is that bad? i hope my dreams come true, i'll do everything i can to make sure that they do... | | |
| Do these pants make my nipples look puffy? hehe | | |
| Fine i will freakin update you little jerks! this summer i've been sitting around or wasting gas. First day of summer and i got hit in the eye by a rock my eye will probably be dialated for weeks but maybe even forever. I see lights move from the side usually cigarette burn shaped things that float upward. maybe they're ghost and the injury to my eye left me with the ability to see auras and spirits. i highly doubt it. I have a new account on myspace thats where ive been lately, do you like my picture? JB has a warrent on his head for a lot of thing may go to jail but i'll save that for later. sucks bad. My hair is different now as you can see, its black. but slowly turning brown. Umm hmm i think scrammy dan killed himself | | |
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