the last kiss

i have to stop updating. for my own sanity. goodbye.

goodbye

i wonder why people like to read stuff by someone who whines so much.

marching bands of manhattan

i know you love this song. i also know you're never going to read this.

some simple rules

"i don't want to be the guy with a lot of heart," he said. "i want to be the guy who's good at something."

under fire

"now he only hopes for one thing: to sleep, so that this dreary day will expire, this nothing day, this day like so many to come which he will have to endure heroically, to get by, until he reaches the last day of the war, or of his life."

- under fire by henri barbusse



life sure as hell feels like a war to me.

river below

such a horrible liar. can't pretend for nuts either. what a loser. honestly, this feel like shit.

ska sucks!

and out of the blue, i'm overwhelmed by the urge to play ska on my guitar.