music, sports, party, life,
I'm staring out into that vacuum again from the back porch of my mind the only thing that's alive, I'm all there is and I start attacking my vodka stab the ice with my straw my eyes have turned red as stoplights you seem ready to walk you know I'll call you eventually when I wanna talk, 'til then you're invisiblecause there's this switch that gets hit and it all stops making sense and in the middle of drinks maybe the fifth or the sixth I'm completely alone at a table of friends I feel nothing for them I feel nothing, nothing.well I need a break from the city again I think I'll ship myself back west I've got a friend there she says, "hey anytime" unless that offers expired I have been less than frequent she's under no obligation to indulge every whim and I'm so ungrateful, I take she gives and forgives and I keep forgetting itand each morning she wakes with a dream to describe something lovely that bloomed in her beautiful mind i say, "I'll trade you one for two nightmares of mine, I have somewhere I die, I have somewhere we all die"I'm thinking of quitting drinking again I know I've said that a couple of times and I'm always changing my mind well I guess I am but there's this burn in my stomach and there's this pain in my side and when I kneel at the toilet and the morning's clean light pours in through the window sometimes I pray I don't die I'm a goddamn hypocritebut then night rolls around and it all starts making sense there is no right way or wrong way, you just have to live and so I do what I do, and at least I exist what could mean more than this? what would mean more, mean more?
against me!, at the drive in, the mars volta, sparta, pinback,thrice, social distortion, death by stereo, hot water music, in flames, jaya the cat, bright eyes, cursive, brand new, ben harper, jack johnson...and tons more
old school, club dread, ong bak, umm i like alot, too many to really name
family guy, sports, seinfeld, those like unsolved mysteries and cold case files n shit like that...