This was a triumph!

SOC recap: Aveeno, Papers, energy drinks, Daisy, flowers, shopping, new interest, fun, elections, good times, naps.

Thoughts: True love, Angels, Charlotte

Portal2, B*tches!

Well, here we are again.
It's always such a pleasure.
Remember when you tried
to kill me twice?
Oh, how we laughed and laughed.
Except I wasn't laughing.
Under the circumstances,
I've been shockingly nice.

You want your freedom?
Take it.
That's what I'm counting on.

I used to want you dead,
But
now, I only want you gone.

She was a lot like you,
(Maybe not quite as heavy)
Now little Caroline is in here too.

One day they woke me up,
So I could Live forever.
It's such a shame the same
Will never happen to you.

You've got your
Short sad
Life left
That's what I'm counting on.
I'll let you get right to it.
Now, I only want you gone.

Goodbye my only friend.
Oh, did you think I meant you?
That would be funny
If it weren't so sad.
Well, you have been replaced.
I don't need anyone now.
When I delete you maybe
I'll stop feeling so bad.

Go make some new disaster.
That's what I'm counting on.
You're someone else's problem
Now, I only want you gone.
Now, I only want you gone.
Now, I only want you gone.
Gone.

Would you love me still?

I've got these habits that I cannot break

Who am I to disagree? (Scattershot Two)

Initially:new fish, sun, school, cars, SF. Also, parade, vendors, udon, and cosplay. Talent shows, contests, rainy weather, SF Fog. Chilly hearts, warm shops, cranky drivers, bad parking, easy getaway. Sunset home and wind-powered hills.

In conclusion: stationary with strawberries on it.

The Blog Guys Never Win

It was the first time we had let the sun into this world we made, and we let it burn our skin...

As I sat basking in the incoming freshman, imbuing the joy and comraderie of our neighbors, a sorority, and our friends in Lambda Aliance, I felt the warmth of a new spring, and a new self. It was a self I had long been dreaming of, and I'll be damned if it hasn't been brought to fruition.

And when the sun had etched itself into the rose on my cheeks, when my face felt tender and sun-kissed, I retired into the shadows to reflect on such marvel.

Welcome to paradise

Sweet Dreams (are made of these...)

IN the flurry of activity, in the din of battle, the least aparent man stands alone. I want to reach out to him, be he is a ghost, vanishing before I have a chamce to reach him.

A Spectacle called me

In the meantime the world still spins. Life is too short to let drama overtake you. Make a fiction, tell a lie, and make that the most fucking real lie you've ever told. That's what art is. I believe that, and for too long my truth has been a fiction, but that didn't work. Now's the time to make a spectacle and call it me.

I said this a very long time ago, and I meant it.

Get it now?

#SINGItForJapan

Inspire, Build, Support, Preserve, Elevate, Believe...

The video says it all. I'm so happy this finally came out, and to see so many people standing up to help. I know we will make something positive happen in the wake of the devastation... because we can and should.

Dear Friend, I am afraid one day we will part

So please, as my sincerest supplication, go back to the sweetheart you had so pined for. Or, if you won't, then find someone your sweet heart deserves, someone pure and kind like yourself. But please, I beg of you, turn back while you can.

Dreaming of Elysium

And those that have three times kept to their oaths,
Keeping their souls clean and pure,

Never letting their hearts be defiled by the taint

Of evil and injustice,

And barbaric venality,

They are led by Zeus to the end:

To the palace of Kronos



There is something in assuming that bravery and valor still have a hand in determining greatness.

Sleep

It's early yet and I haven't slept. The light blue of morning is creeping in through my window and it would be the perfect scene, but I'm out of O.J and I have no regrets.

Scattershot Existance

To begin, my rebellious heart, also: Matt Fraction, Gabriel Ba, Fabio Moon (his twin), and also milk duds. By contrast: allergies, headaches, ineffective meds, misunderstandings, graduation, and sporadic rain. However, fresh juice, long naps, godly makeup, and Third Eye Blind. To conclude: musical artists whose names begin with J.

Way Out......

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground

There's a part of me sitting in a lab, gnawing on the bars of my cage while the air-conditioning freezes me alive. I'm cold and numb staring out with doll eyes as the scientists have their way in the name of my betterment.

Your head will collapse..But there's nothing in it..And you'll ask yourself

I'm sitting in a classroom, tapping my pencil on the edge of my desk while the TA bores me to tears. I'm sore and watery staring ahead with disbelieving sight while the anger eats away at me in the name of his preservation.

Something is off and wrong-- like reality is slightly skewed and I can't right it.

Where is my mind..?

Never wanted to dance

SonofaB*tch

I didn't think days like this existed still, or rather I had hoped I was past the spikes of suck in favor of a more balanced mix. I was wrong. I lost some things today-- some respect for friends, and a pet I held dear. And I cried myself red and puffy, I really did. So I'll pray the rosary until I fall asleep; today (Friday) is a day for the reflection on the Sorrowful Mysteries-- how fitting.

As it was in the beginning..

Take my hand!!

I'm excited to be playing bass, and to be working on my cosplay,and for the snow I'll never see,