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About Me


All I ask of a woman is that she should feel gently towards
me.
when my heart feels kindly towards her,
and there should be the soft, soft tremor as of unheard
bells
between us.
It is all I ask.
I am so tired of violent women lashing out and insisting on
being loved, when there is no love in them.
-D.H. Lawrence

(dedicated to every woman I've ever dated.
where am I? Connor says it best...

I put the past into the ground I saw the future as a cloud If there's still time to turn around I'm going to

Its just one day I fell asleep And all day all night I dreamed I am the first one I deceive If I can make myself believe The rest is easy…

The Heart of America
has cancer!



My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Patricia Neal as Dominique Francon in 'The Fountainhead'

if this woman existed, i would willingly hand my balls over.

My Blog

a prayer for the modern age

i have written almost nothing since i've been in arkansas.  the last thing i've really written was under a tree in california...with a case of beer and a house with no electric that was given to us (t...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Jul 2009 11:46:00 GMT

my life right now.

so my ex-wife is trying to give custody of my child to her sister and her sister's preacher/husband.  as you can guess, i'm not entirely thrilled with the idea.  i spent the day being insulted over th...
Posted by on Thu, 28 May 2009 16:23:00 GMT

mickianity

Jesus fucking Christ, Christianity is a plague upon the human condition.it has tainted everything holy.it has ruined everything just and beautiful.There is no God.You are not special.You lead an arbit...
Posted by on Tue, 26 May 2009 16:32:00 GMT

fuck you.

from me and conor
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 21:15:00 GMT

beelzebub

i'm currently going through a mental breakdown.just in case you're curious.it's nothing new.every word that i've written is a contradiction to every other word that i've written.and still i've never l...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Oct 2008 05:01:00 GMT

pagan poetry (i play dead)

honesty...from a liar?alright. let's try this.i left nyc with a guitar, a suitcase, and one hell of a buzz.surprisingly, the bus (bound for pittsburgh) was less than half full.i quickly proceeded to ...
Posted by on Sun, 31 Aug 2008 07:32:00 GMT

rustle, rustle

i find it impossible to hold a grudge against anyone.i find it impossible to hold ill-will.but don't misunderstand,this doesn't mean that i'll sit idly by as you dish out what ever fucking plate of sh...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 06:34:00 GMT

neurotic love stories.

i dreamt of Death last night.i, literally, mean that cliche' little skeletal bastard outfitted with quaint fucking scythe and black robe.in my dream, i understood his power...or rather the power he ha...
Posted by on Fri, 08 Aug 2008 04:42:00 GMT

talitho cumi

i'm growing tired of these inhibitions../i'm sick of what some may thinkaboutmy;lkjwratg;lijwareoivjawporenvlksajgoi[wanmpvboih wra[oigi want to kiss you.that's all.that's all i could fucking ask for.i...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Jul 2008 10:54:00 GMT

death drives us to life.

If what Proust says is true, that happiness is the absence of fever, then I will never know happiness.For I am possessed by a fever for knowledge, experience, and creation. -Anais Ninmy god.how can yo...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Jul 2008 01:35:00 GMT