i am currently putting words down in an electronic medium

you, in turn, will read these words

and together, you and i have created something

some

thing

relax relax relax

don't worry

let the words take me on a ride

stop trying

i refuse

to try.

if you're going to bury me make sure that you bury me incredible deep

bury me where there will be no chance of finding me when people dig up my graveyard in order to make room for a shopping mall or a space-mall or something oddly Phillip K. Dick-ian futuristic.

bury me so deep that no one will ever remember

i'm feeling deseperate

i'm unhappy with me today

today was a beautiful day

today i felt inadequate

today i am going to go to the theatre school and cry alone in some room

and nobody

not nobody

will know about it.

i will figure it out

i will be brilliant

i will make your hearts ache and your souls weep

believe in me believe in me believe in me

please

for the love of god believe in me

for once tell me that i'm brilliant. for once praise me. for once tell me that I AM GOOD.

THAT I CAN DO THIS

I CAN DO THIS

I CAN

I CAN

and i will

you will kill or be killed

its about progress

well now

i

have

a

taste

for

blood

theatre school i hate you

theatre school, it is right now that i will prove you wrong

theatre school, get ready for your hearts to bleed

theatre school....i'm finally out for blood

i think that elevators are some of the most uncomfortable places on earth.

too much tension in one little metal room

i'll meet you and 4th and vine

i'll meet you where i said

i'll meet you where i

where you

were we?

bend me back and sling me forward like an elastic band

bend me backwards

i'm building a sandcastle on the freeway at 3:49 a.m

i have to register for courses on the internet

the intra net

the world wide web.

so many synonyms

i some day want to be synonymous with something. but something good. not like, spoiled milk.....

or leprosy.

one day i want to be brilliant

one day i want to stand there and have their adoration and praise

i want them to fear for their souls

i want them to wonder how life could be represented so accurately

love me

tell me that i deserve to be here

tell me that i belong here

tell me that i astound you

and off into the dark night i go to work and work and work

i'm classic

i'm chock full of class

this is a technicolour dream

this is a creative burst

this is

my life

i've got that look in my eyes again

suddenly is sooner than you think (thanks dntel)

justine got high for her first time on st. patricks day

SHOUT OUT GIVEN

i have this little thing on my wall that bruce lee had hung up on the outside of his house.

the day it fell off he died.

i hope mine doesn't fall.

its snowing lightly outside and i am without her

3 hour phone calls

here i am here i am and here is where i will be for quite a while

here i am and here i belong

can i keep you?

my roomate gave me 700 nintendo games for my computer

i tried to post earlier this weekend but blogger was being a cock-fuck.

i'm currently oscillating in an attractive fashion

i'm sorry, but your grandmother does not have a computer in heaven

when i die, i do not want my tribute to be something meaningless

not fancy, but don't make it cheap

MY MIND IS OPEN BUT YOUR HEART IS CLOSED

i love each and every one of you in your own special way

exeunt