.

she's got that porcelain skin
and those eyes full of sin
she'll give you a taste
if you pay her price

I look into her eyes
and see the disguise
the veil that she
puts up every day

she's my only getaway

oh how that time flies

the semester is over, eeeeeep!
there are two prospects, both being back home.
gots me a date apparently.
listen to rise against, your day will be better.

Oh, my bad

i mistook you for someone who wasn't a complete piece of shit.

you

are pathetic.
are nothing but a fucking hypocrite.
have done just about every thing you once swore to me you'd never do.
have turned your back on everything you once believed in.
have seemingly forgotten me, forgotten what once was.

I'm fucking glad that I don't give a shit anymore.

distill the life that's inside of me.

the greatest reason to grow up in the nineties.

I. Love. Acid.

sometime from 3 P.M. on Saturday to 4 A.M. on Sunday, each of these events occurred:

1. i, with two others, took acid for the first time.
2. we went through an entire half a fucking ounce.
3. we also ate an ENTIRE two pound bag of sour patch kids.
4. We watched muted Aqua Teen, with Lil' Wayne playing in the stereo.
5. I played with one of these...for TWO HOURS.

6. I went on a drive through the country, ending up like 5 miles northeast of Purdue.


also, i'm back in love with nirvana.

"sit and drink pennyroyal tea, distill the life that's inside of me"

There was once a time when i cared,

and that time is over.

new life plan:
be as apathetic as possible.
be a self indulgent asshole.
use.
abuse.
repeat.







i got a haircut. not that i give a fuck what anyone thinks about it.



also, new AFI...definitely a step in the right direction.