I have witnessed so many tattoos and the young and simple minded of this age and i laugh and scoff at these mistakes. you, so easily swayed by passing times and cultures and trends, will regret and repent your decision, for you will live with it for eternity. you will look back, years from now, and laugh and your foolishness and wish that you had thought more thoroughly and clearly before making such rash and quick decisions.
..., in simpler terms of speaking...
your tattoos and stupid and you will regret getting uninspired and generic designs on your body before youre even legal. i mean, seriously, you will soon see that its dumb to rush into decisions.
while im at it:
green is a color never fit for hair.
hello kitty or any other stupid corporate design isnt something you will want on your body for life.
piercing yourself instead of having it done professionally is seriously one of the stupidest decisions you can ever make, i mean not even because of the risks of nerve damage and infection, but just because 9 times out of 10, it looks like shit.
(sigh)
i am getting far too worked up, this cause is not worthy of this stress.
goodbye to this subject for now
the day is still young!
always thinking, always planning,
<3
Monday, January 31, 2011
Everything Feels Like Déjà Vu
Have i been here before?
have these encounters perhaps happened in a past time or a past life?
why do these feelings of familiarity haunt me so?
strange.
so strange.
perhaps we have all lived a thousand lives of this very same day and ages, forever repeating unto the great nothingness that is existence.
i am unsure
this feels so odd and yet so right.
i need her, these feelings never leave
never leave, never repeal, forever renewing and evolving.
i want to grow old and watch us age together, sitting upon the porch of the fruits of our lives labors and just remember. recall. recalect.
love.
all these limbs.
all these feelings.
all these truths.
one day the right will be reunited and the wrong will suffer for their incompetence.
i know this as fact.
love.
with every emotion under the sun... and then some,
<3
have these encounters perhaps happened in a past time or a past life?
why do these feelings of familiarity haunt me so?
strange.
so strange.
perhaps we have all lived a thousand lives of this very same day and ages, forever repeating unto the great nothingness that is existence.
i am unsure
this feels so odd and yet so right.
i need her, these feelings never leave
never leave, never repeal, forever renewing and evolving.
i want to grow old and watch us age together, sitting upon the porch of the fruits of our lives labors and just remember. recall. recalect.
love.
all these limbs.
all these feelings.
all these truths.
one day the right will be reunited and the wrong will suffer for their incompetence.
i know this as fact.
love.
with every emotion under the sun... and then some,
<3
Friday, January 28, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
And She Said to Him...
"People do crazy things... when their in love..."
- Hercules
starting a great uphill battle through the storm... yet "going the distance",
<3
- Hercules
starting a great uphill battle through the storm... yet "going the distance",
<3
Heat and Passion
Even a wonderful hott shower hasnt calmed me down. this is all bullshit. im sick of the insesent drama and madness that follows it. rumors and lies swirl amongs our coversations and threats of violence and subtle undertones are never far behind. this is ife in the new world i suppose. brash and uncompimising. fuck you all.
you all disgust me in one way or another.
im sick of the hateful and deceit ful emotions that pour out of ever orophus in my body.
this will end soon.
or i will end soon.
we cannot all coexsist
soon we will see the victor and the losers decided.
witch side will you be on?
right or wrong?
love or death?
do you have any ultieior motives?
there is a fork in the road, witch path will you take?
they both lead to destruction...
of the mind.
of the heart.
of the soul.
there are no true winners in this game of chance, only those who suvive until the next feeding
this cycle will not end until one of us does.
...these ramblings.
they end for the hour, or so.
let up.
lets us continue soon.
talking up a storm but true always saying the same facts,
<3
you all disgust me in one way or another.
im sick of the hateful and deceit ful emotions that pour out of ever orophus in my body.
this will end soon.
or i will end soon.
we cannot all coexsist
soon we will see the victor and the losers decided.
witch side will you be on?
right or wrong?
love or death?
do you have any ultieior motives?
there is a fork in the road, witch path will you take?
they both lead to destruction...
of the mind.
of the heart.
of the soul.
there are no true winners in this game of chance, only those who suvive until the next feeding
this cycle will not end until one of us does.
...these ramblings.
they end for the hour, or so.
let up.
lets us continue soon.
talking up a storm but true always saying the same facts,
<3
Threats? Really?
Is this what weve been reduced to? hmm? im not afraid of any mindless words you have for me and i certainly have no fear of them being a legitimate threat or something to be overly concerned about. you know nothing of love and the inner workings of the mind. its a disgusting feeling to think that weve all been dwindled down to this state of bullshit and scare tactics. my actions are my own. you dont control me and you certainly dont scare me, on any level. none of you. i will do as i please and you can all go quietly suck a fuck as far as im concerned, i used to love you all. we all used to be the perfect mold and fit for each other, and now we are all enemies. not on the surface however. im sick of this. none of you are deserving. the mere presence of her beauty is all too much for you. i know my place, and you all should kindly learn yours. get the fuck out of what dosent concern you. ...
i will have more on this matter shortly.
full of rage and on a misson,
with love,
..and hate,
<3
i will have more on this matter shortly.
full of rage and on a misson,
with love,
..and hate,
<3
Sunday, January 23, 2011
I Am a Monster
More often than not.
i am sorry.
...nothing
nothing to say right now.
only emotions
no words.
lying in wait and self destruction,
<3
i am sorry.
...nothing
nothing to say right now.
only emotions
no words.
lying in wait and self destruction,
<3
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Do You Feel Bad For Orange?
It has no rhymes, no companions
it is alone in the ever expanding language of english thought.
its a shame
i wish he had a friend
a partner
he is alone
therefore i am alone
or am i?
is the absense of pair an illusion?
im not sure
its time for rest, tomorrow is a new day and work is required
i sound like a complete twat.
for better or for worse,
<3
it is alone in the ever expanding language of english thought.
its a shame
i wish he had a friend
a partner
he is alone
therefore i am alone
or am i?
is the absense of pair an illusion?
im not sure
its time for rest, tomorrow is a new day and work is required
i sound like a complete twat.
for better or for worse,
<3
Creating Infinity
Two mirrors
face each other
a never ending power for dominance
a futile effort
try it.
below average and ahead of the curve,
<3
face each other
a never ending power for dominance
a futile effort
try it.
below average and ahead of the curve,
<3
Dining on the Wrong Side of the Day
Tonight the sky is red
the night where worlds shall end
please end this for me
the pain, an endless sea
does cruel and unusual ring a bell?
you can end the hurt
we all end in dirt
one way or another
an inescapable end.
on ocasions such as this i sit and look out my window and wonder silently to myself what the point is. what the future holds. the wheels start spinning, the cobwebs vanish as if by devine hand. do you know? no. no one does. fact is as good as fiction when it all comes down to it, for no one knows anything in complete certainty.
abstract thoughts sometimes lead to unstable areas that are soon destroyed as they are created. ashes in the wake. wake up. see things for what they are . remove the blinders. view the world as a whole. see it spin.
make sense for yourself and descover alone. share and compare. this is life. or should be.
we must be are own masters
its a shame that we voulitarily give others the reign of our exsistance.
save yourself.
an amatur in philosophy and a master in bullshit,
open and willing,
<3
the night where worlds shall end
please end this for me
the pain, an endless sea
does cruel and unusual ring a bell?
you can end the hurt
we all end in dirt
one way or another
an inescapable end.
on ocasions such as this i sit and look out my window and wonder silently to myself what the point is. what the future holds. the wheels start spinning, the cobwebs vanish as if by devine hand. do you know? no. no one does. fact is as good as fiction when it all comes down to it, for no one knows anything in complete certainty.
abstract thoughts sometimes lead to unstable areas that are soon destroyed as they are created. ashes in the wake. wake up. see things for what they are . remove the blinders. view the world as a whole. see it spin.
make sense for yourself and descover alone. share and compare. this is life. or should be.
we must be are own masters
its a shame that we voulitarily give others the reign of our exsistance.
save yourself.
an amatur in philosophy and a master in bullshit,
open and willing,
<3
I Appologize
I justs accidentally deleted all my coments
i am sorry.
sometimes im an idiot
sometimes = all the time
until the next insperaion,
<3
i am sorry.
sometimes im an idiot
sometimes = all the time
until the next insperaion,
<3
Compliments and Cold
I would like to thank all of the unknown people whom complimented me and my hat today at work. i wish i could have said more than a mere thank you, but i suppose you dont even remember me, so everything is polarized.
today has been an ok day, nothing of importance happened. work, thought, breath. an average day.
im slightly at a loss for words and what to say at this moment for no other reason than that i have so much to say, that i want to organize it in such a fashion that it makes sense to regular folk such as yourself. somehow, i want to say exactly whats in my mind, with brutal honestly and uncompromising accuracy.
someone inspire me
someone come by and show me something. new or old. age dosent matter. just make it count.
please?
constantly searching,
<3
today has been an ok day, nothing of importance happened. work, thought, breath. an average day.
im slightly at a loss for words and what to say at this moment for no other reason than that i have so much to say, that i want to organize it in such a fashion that it makes sense to regular folk such as yourself. somehow, i want to say exactly whats in my mind, with brutal honestly and uncompromising accuracy.
someone inspire me
someone come by and show me something. new or old. age dosent matter. just make it count.
please?
constantly searching,
<3
Her Laugh
Her laugh always brings a smile to my face.
it always makes me feel better, even if just in the slightest.
i melt at her very touch, even in the lightest
soft skin, soft sin
come home my dear
come home to your love.
i am off to brave to cold at work for today, only a 4 hour shift though, so im not as worried about it as i normally would be. these subzero temperatures pale in comparison to the cold in my heart without you.
the door is always open for you to return home my darling, with wide open arms waiting for you to fill them with love and compassion and intimacy.
love never truly dies,
not true love.
words of wisdom from a fool.
honestly and always yours,
<3
it always makes me feel better, even if just in the slightest.
i melt at her very touch, even in the lightest
soft skin, soft sin
come home my dear
come home to your love.
i am off to brave to cold at work for today, only a 4 hour shift though, so im not as worried about it as i normally would be. these subzero temperatures pale in comparison to the cold in my heart without you.
the door is always open for you to return home my darling, with wide open arms waiting for you to fill them with love and compassion and intimacy.
love never truly dies,
not true love.
words of wisdom from a fool.
honestly and always yours,
<3
Real Life
So many wonderful and insane ideas are pouring from my mind for this concentration photo project ive been given. weve been given.
portraiture was my chosen focus and i want to put my own spin on it. i want to evoke emotions and disgust and lust and hate, but also create a piece people can relate to.
death, hate, suicide. yet, life, love and perseverance.
i want to prove to myself and to others that i have talent, or in the least, a vision, for photography and portraiture in photography. even though i have the vision, im still just a human, and one who hasnt taken all the opportunities for success given to him. .... the blame is squarely with me.
lets be real, i will put every ounce of myself into this, but im not going to reinvent the wheel. my photos will be good ones, yes, but they wont change the world. i sound quite arrogant in my above ramblings. its funny to me. i dont understand why i have this mindset though.
i feel as if im not making sense.
im not sure.
i just want to do well on this project. i have 9 weeks to show what im made of and to prove to myself and everyone around me that i have the chops to get it done and done well. all i truly want it to look at my photos and be impressed with myself and with my quality.
good luck to all in my photo class.
lets show him that we can be just as good as last years class!
or almost as good.
haha
forever and never yours,
<3
portraiture was my chosen focus and i want to put my own spin on it. i want to evoke emotions and disgust and lust and hate, but also create a piece people can relate to.
death, hate, suicide. yet, life, love and perseverance.
i want to prove to myself and to others that i have talent, or in the least, a vision, for photography and portraiture in photography. even though i have the vision, im still just a human, and one who hasnt taken all the opportunities for success given to him. .... the blame is squarely with me.
lets be real, i will put every ounce of myself into this, but im not going to reinvent the wheel. my photos will be good ones, yes, but they wont change the world. i sound quite arrogant in my above ramblings. its funny to me. i dont understand why i have this mindset though.
i feel as if im not making sense.
im not sure.
i just want to do well on this project. i have 9 weeks to show what im made of and to prove to myself and everyone around me that i have the chops to get it done and done well. all i truly want it to look at my photos and be impressed with myself and with my quality.
good luck to all in my photo class.
lets show him that we can be just as good as last years class!
or almost as good.
haha
forever and never yours,
<3
Tired Eyes and Restless Legs
My drive to create is an a feeling within myself that is only rivaled by my love for another, single soul. one living entity.
i feel the music in me. my heart beats in unheard rythyms just waiting to be unleashed upon the world. my lyrics spill out from my mouth onto the canvas of sound and my only hope is that i will be able to write them down in time before they are shuffled along to the farthest reches of my mind and forgotten for an eternity.
the determination and the heart to get out there and make a dream, my dream, a reality, is one of the few things i pride myself on, for i know without a shadow of a doubt that i have more dedication to the dream than most would even consider. i just need the medium, the same fellow dreamers with similer determination and dedication to follow me and we will create something grand. new and exciting, but old and timeless. its influence and appearence. its life and love. its hate and death. it is infinity and onwards.
currently glassjaw is my obsession, with all the old standbys ofcourse.
waiting for the right time to reveal the massacre,
lovingly, yet firmly yours.
<3
i feel the music in me. my heart beats in unheard rythyms just waiting to be unleashed upon the world. my lyrics spill out from my mouth onto the canvas of sound and my only hope is that i will be able to write them down in time before they are shuffled along to the farthest reches of my mind and forgotten for an eternity.
the determination and the heart to get out there and make a dream, my dream, a reality, is one of the few things i pride myself on, for i know without a shadow of a doubt that i have more dedication to the dream than most would even consider. i just need the medium, the same fellow dreamers with similer determination and dedication to follow me and we will create something grand. new and exciting, but old and timeless. its influence and appearence. its life and love. its hate and death. it is infinity and onwards.
currently glassjaw is my obsession, with all the old standbys ofcourse.
waiting for the right time to reveal the massacre,
lovingly, yet firmly yours.
<3
Friday, January 21, 2011
Disgust
You make these boastful claims.
you complain when your comupance is upon you and you feel as if youve done no wrong
...
like ive said ... i have trouble focusing....
tomorrow we shall continue our journey
i love one
and only one
truly
come home.
....this is so schitzophrenic
this whole post.
i will stop for now
sometimes i know not what i say until it has already escaped my lips
sincerely and adorably yours.
<3
you complain when your comupance is upon you and you feel as if youve done no wrong
...
like ive said ... i have trouble focusing....
tomorrow we shall continue our journey
i love one
and only one
truly
come home.
....this is so schitzophrenic
this whole post.
i will stop for now
sometimes i know not what i say until it has already escaped my lips
sincerely and adorably yours.
<3
I Stand Alone
i no longer make excuses. my mistakes are my own. i take full and total responsability for them.
i look back into the past and i see what ive done, who i was, the kind of person i was or was perceved to be, its saddening. with growth comes maturity. the past year has taught me loads and loads of lessons in life, love, humility, and every other subject under the great blue sky
my current status and situation is a testament to my mistakes and wrongdoings and i want to make every effort to fix them. to create something better. to mend fences, rebuild bridges, be the person ive always thought i was but was always too arrogant and blind to see.
for all those i have hurt, i am sorry. my appology is sincere and meaningful and for the first time in ages, i feel as if i may actually keep my word. i feel as if i may actually change. this is it. this is my last shot. i see the finish line of this perticular section in my life fast aproaching and ive got to muster up every single ounce of drive and determination to make things right.
or atleast the way i see right in my eyes at this point in my life.
love finds a way
life finds a way
the darkness shall soon give way to warmth and wrong shall soon give way to right.
i love you all
even if i hate you
<3
i look back into the past and i see what ive done, who i was, the kind of person i was or was perceved to be, its saddening. with growth comes maturity. the past year has taught me loads and loads of lessons in life, love, humility, and every other subject under the great blue sky
my current status and situation is a testament to my mistakes and wrongdoings and i want to make every effort to fix them. to create something better. to mend fences, rebuild bridges, be the person ive always thought i was but was always too arrogant and blind to see.
for all those i have hurt, i am sorry. my appology is sincere and meaningful and for the first time in ages, i feel as if i may actually keep my word. i feel as if i may actually change. this is it. this is my last shot. i see the finish line of this perticular section in my life fast aproaching and ive got to muster up every single ounce of drive and determination to make things right.
or atleast the way i see right in my eyes at this point in my life.
love finds a way
life finds a way
the darkness shall soon give way to warmth and wrong shall soon give way to right.
i love you all
even if i hate you
<3
Enter the Mind of A Psycopath
Life is a strange thing. i feel as if sometimes, theres just not enough hours in the day, time drags on and yet there never seems to be the perfect amount.
my mind is constantly racing and my thoughts travel by at a million miles an hour and amongst the chaos are ideas and shapes and numbers and art and song.
ive had blog type things in the past but they just ended up being me recounting the events of days past, mostly useless, except for my own strange reasons.
sometimes its hard for me to keep my train of thought... haha, sometimes? more like the better part of my day is spent trying to stay on track. focus and ease are novel ideas but are always just slightly out of my reach. the proverbial brass ring always dangling right in front of my face.
...getting on to the point, i suppose the entire reason for the existance of this blog is to express my thoughts, feelings, opinions, ect, ... anything i feel like posting.
i wont censor myself for fear of offense or any other nameless reason.
subliminal codes and hidden gems are not out of the question though. i hope people actually read this, see this, enjoy this in one form or another.
thank you to you all.
youre too kind
<3
my mind is constantly racing and my thoughts travel by at a million miles an hour and amongst the chaos are ideas and shapes and numbers and art and song.
ive had blog type things in the past but they just ended up being me recounting the events of days past, mostly useless, except for my own strange reasons.
sometimes its hard for me to keep my train of thought... haha, sometimes? more like the better part of my day is spent trying to stay on track. focus and ease are novel ideas but are always just slightly out of my reach. the proverbial brass ring always dangling right in front of my face.
...getting on to the point, i suppose the entire reason for the existance of this blog is to express my thoughts, feelings, opinions, ect, ... anything i feel like posting.
i wont censor myself for fear of offense or any other nameless reason.
subliminal codes and hidden gems are not out of the question though. i hope people actually read this, see this, enjoy this in one form or another.
thank you to you all.
youre too kind
<3
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