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music, running, swimming, sports, working out......sexy men,.....lol......sexy women....making my life more meaningful..........damnit but that one has not been easy....um, torturing those i love, and making sure they all get a laugh when they need it.....hoping there IS such things as fairytale....god knows I could use something to believe in......dancing, kissing......love kissing....havnt done too much of that, let alone anything else lately.......(is it possible to get cobbwebbs on your kuchie?)..........hahahahahah............MORE TO COME...maybe
trent is my ultimate choice in music....an all over genius.........well, trance, dance, soul, bluesanything that makes you feel that pull, mind , body, and soul, all at once, or just one particular pulse...............all over.......phuk music, not necessarily sexual....but the emotion that goes with it......anything that draws me out of me, and into the notes, words, and beat...wow,,, cant even explain it...the music lovers will relate, though...have not fear.............. .................. ........................... .......................... ...............THE WALLFLOWERS, ONE HEADLIGHT....MY ULTIMATE FAVORITE SONG IN THE UNIVERSE...MY STORY.......................................................
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So long ago, I don't remember when
That's when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees
I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place
Chorus:
Hey, come on try a little
Nothing is forever
There's got to be something better than
In the middle
But me & Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight
She said it's cold
It feels like Independence Day
And I can't break away from this parade
But there's got to be an opening
Somewhere here in front of me
Through this maze of ugliness and greed
And I seen the sun up ahead
At the county line bridge
Sayin' all there's good and nothingness is dead
We'll run until she's out of breath
She ran until there's nothin' left
She hit the end-it's just her window ledge
(chorus)
Well this place is old
It feels just like a beat up truck
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
Well it smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn
I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin' dreams
I think her death it must be killin' me
(chorus)
OLD CLASSICALS, DR . ZIVAGO, THE MUSIC MAN........GONE WITH THE WIND......OF COURSE, SCARY ASSED SHIT, WITH LOTS OF SUSPENSE, SO I CAN SQUISH DOWN INTO THE SEAT, AND BITE YOUR FINGERS WHILE YOU COVER MY EYES FOR ME........I'M A PUSSPUSS.......LOL............MANY MANY OTHERS....LOVE INDEPENDENT FILMS.......SO MUCH MORE ORIGINAL.....MORE, HEARTFELT........
WELL, we have the usual childrens choices, which is mostly what i see of television, although, if i am made to sit through one more RUGRATS the MOVIE, i truley believe I am going to lose it........hahahah........dont tell the babies momma said that......they are my bratts, and they will be sure to suddenly become rugrat whores.....lol........um, if I have my choice, though, DEFINITLY JERRY SPRINGER, RICKI LAKE, ect..........cmon, TELL me it dosnt make you feel a little bit more confident and better about YOUR miserable life, when these freaks go out of their ways to entertain us?...lol.........or at least make us laugh, you know?
love to read.......you name it, I have probably buried my nose in it at one time or another........I only wish I had more time these days..............am currently working on a book called "EVEN COWGIRLS GET THE BLUES.." ..AND IT IS ACTUALLY AN INCREDIBLY WELL WRITTEN STORY...very funny, and VERY theoretically amazingly along my line of philosophizing.......(is that a word?)......lol....................love to read more than big green shit flies like poop.........
my children , first and foremost, for what they have been through emotionally and not physically , but, spiritually..........mom and dad separating, fighting, everyone hurt, and THEY are the back bone of my life, i truly believe that if it werent for them , i would have no purpose.....my dad, he is incredible, and there are many others that i would like to get the stories of better, so I may decide if they fit the bill of hero.............