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About Me

My name is Jacob Cahill. I am a Payson Arizona native, a Vegan sympathizer, an artist by day and come nightfall I listen to a band called Incubus. I am suspicious of religion, advertising, and know-it-alls. My teeth will one day fall out from overconsumption of licorice. My closest friend on the Earth is a dog from France. I sleep diagonally until I have company, then I sleep lengthwise. I am straight, yet I adore sparkling mineral water. I have a bionic right leg as a result of a freak gardening accident. My right eye goes lazy after about 3am. If you feed me after midnight, I multiply. My name, when translated literally, means 'Broom-Hill' which I find horrifyingly exotic. I live in an old building that at one point in the 1900's was a working brothel. As a result, the ghosts of under paid and over worked prostitutes roam my hallways. So, there is a lingering smell of cheap perfume on the second story of my home after 3am, which might explain my occasional lazy eye. I am allergic to milk and as a result I have never had an ice cream party. You may have just heard the sounds of very small violins playing behind that last comment, but don't feel bad for me; I have sorbet parties at every Equinox and spend about half a day thereafter happily cleaning the 'sticky' out of my fingernails. My right knee is named Chet and my left is Garrison. Everything I wear once belonged to someone else with the specific exception of socks and underpants. I am quite certain that in the above rant/ Myspace 'About Me' section there is a sizable window for you curious and or skeptical observers to peer through. I have always cringed at the thought of describing myself and my multiplying creative endeavors, but it seems as time wears on, that the personal 'Bio' is a necessary evil in the vast catacombs of the "I wish I didn't have to, buts..." of our strange culture. So with that veiled apology out of the way, I shall now personally invite (for those who desire to know more) all of you to converse with me and learn more about my envious yet appriciative life.

My Blog

My Bloody Valentine

Another dreadful night,under these sinister skies.The crimson moon so bright,as the stars dance like fireflies.Eros your arrows are cursed,pierce my skin and hit my heart.For her touch I now thirst,up...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 13:40:00 GMT

What Love Brings You

The Word Crying my eyes outScreaming to the godsWhy doesn't anything go my way?Praying against all oddsThere's a wordThat's stuck in my throatI don't know what it isBut I'm writing you this noteI put ...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Oct 2007 10:49:00 GMT

Remember This

A sad and twisted thoughtCame upon my mindSomething so sadisticThat should be left behindI thought about thoseWho have died so soonAnd what I was doingWhen they met their doomAnd I thought about mysel...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 23:46:00 GMT

Every Moment

Every moment I'm around you,I feel all the happiness in the world times 2.Every second I see your face,My stomach flutters and my heart starts to race.Every time I see your smile,I want to leap and so...
Posted by on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 00:43:00 GMT

The Heart Of The Eyes

Eyes burned with tears unshedStubbornness won't let it fallIt hurts from what it seesAnd blinded by what it sawHeartache glistens its lashesThousands of tears kept at baySaw all the painful scenesBut ...
Posted by on Fri, 04 Aug 2006 00:34:00 GMT

Emily

Smiles and her laughter its the only thing that I've been waiting for a time regardless of our distance and our hope...grows greater trapped by pretty eyes and letters for all time ...the only thing t...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jun 2006 00:47:00 GMT

Good Things Never Last

I lay in my bedAs the time creeps byTheres nothing left to doExcept sit around and cryMinutes turn to hoursAnd hours turn to daysMy eyes are feeling heavyAnd our memories turned to hazeAnother hour p...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jan 2006 04:43:00 GMT

Killing me slowly

Look inside meWhat can you see?That I am not happy?I long to be freeMy heart is shatteredMy chest filled with painBut you can not see my tearsI am standing in the rainI am screaming outThe words that ...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Oct 2005 23:37:00 GMT

Perfict

Is anyone really perfect?thats what i would like to knowis anyone really perfect?or is it all just a big show?we call people perfectbut what does perfect really mean?would perfect be someonelike a tee...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Oct 2005 23:33:00 GMT

My purpose

Lost my thought Losing control of life What is my purpose Who am I? I lost my identity a long time ago Who am I? What am I? Is this the person Im destoned to be? A nothing Or am I just born like that?...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Oct 2005 23:30:00 GMT