i could tell you a bit about myself, but i already seem like a knob :)
Dulce et Decorum est.
Since your breathing, is it all that a space can fill? So just by looking in, I'll be looking still You find and follow stories well You're naked except for a newspaper, the headline telling me That fortune favours the brave I've been known to be that brave What I want is on it's way out All I needed was an easier way to stayAnd if I read to remember that the entire Earth is outside this room So close the windows, keep the curtains shut forever And if I need to remember that the entire Earth is outside this room So close the windows, close the windowsIsn't it romantic, to be romantic When you don't understand what you love Or if a word like that couls ever mean anything When what you want is on it's way out I didn't hear cheerleading for creative writers And your cheekbones don't taste of anything at all It's on it's way out, it's just an easier way to stayTalking about a city that the light made (is it all that you remain?) It's the same story that's been told But it's been stories that don't fade
Fear and Loathing: in Las Vegas
CSI
hell's angels
I know I'm real