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Faith

He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar...

About Me

I like:
Bass (the beer)
Double jack & coke
Live music
The White Sox
Scary movies
Putting my thoughts onto paper
Being spontaneous
Tattooed guys in tight jeans
Going to games
Fucked up novels
Randomly saying what's on my mind
My crazy friends.

My Interests

I have a lot of them.

I'd like to meet:

Funny and interesting people. I like to be kept on my toes.

Music:



I'm beat, beet red
Ashamed of what I said (what I said)
I'm sorry, here I go
I know I'm a sinner
But I can't say no (say no)
Thursday night I'm making Denise
Friday night I'm making Therese
Saturday night I'm making Louise
Oh, why can't I be making love come true?
Tonight I'm down on my knees
Tonight I'm begging you please
Tonight, tonight, oh please
Oh, why can't I be making love come true?

I used to paint myself with sentiment.
But all my colors turned to gray.
I spent the night out on the wire again.
I wasn't looking for a savior...
in the end we'll burn in history.
I'll take a chance and fall in love tonight.
I'm lost and found. So lost again.
I wonder as I'm wandering.
I don't worry when I'm wandering

Never ran away for the sake of scars
Tried not to move but she was armed
And shots were fired
Now a hole in the head of this wounded liar
Never had a drink that I didn't like
Got a taste of you, threw up all night
I got more sick with every sour second rate kiss
Everything I never would miss again

I hope he takes his time
and I hope he keeps your eyes closed tight
I hope that when he leaves,
you still smell him on your sheets
cause I can, I can...
Forget your legs around my hips.
Forget your hands pressed on my back.
Forget the letters that I kept.
This is another I won't send.
Forget your lips, your eyes, your thighs.
Forget our one last kiss goodnight.

So, is that what you call a getaway?
Well tell me what you got away with.
Cause I've seen more spine in jellyfish.
I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home.
I hope there's ice on all the roads.
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt,
and again when your head goes through the windshield.

Dreamed I was a dream.
I stole you away in your sleep.
Saved you from a fire,
A gun for hire,
I introduced you to a vampire.
A wave crashed on the beach.
We rolled around in its foamy grasp.
Kissing in the chaos of a kelpy sea.
Seems I couldn't save you from me.

You and I are like when fire
and the ocean floor collide.

I rock the Haro sport
I rock the cow girl blues
I rock too fast for love
I’m footloose in my Velcro shoes

I can still remember
It wasn't long ago
Things you used to tell me
You said I had to know
Told me that you loved me
And that you always would
Then I said I loved you
You said that that was good
Girl, you made a promise
Said you'd never want me to go
Oh no
Indian giver, Indian giver
You took your love away from me
Indian giver, Indian giver
Took back the love you gave to me
Promises are shit
We speak the way we breathe
Present air will have to do
Rearrange and see it through
Stupid fucking words
They tangle us in our desires
Free me from this give and take
Free me from this great debateI drove all the way from Carpentersville
To see you here tonight
And it was worth it
You didn't play my favorite song
But that's all right
I love the new stuff too
I'm just glad I got to see youI don't know if you actually saved my life
But you changed it that's for sure, yeah
You spoke to me, yeah

I sing the body electric
I glory in the glow of rebirth
Creating my own tomorrow
When I shall embody the earth
And I'll serenade Venus, I'll serenade Mars
And I'll burn with the fire of ten million stars
And in time, and in time we will all be stars

Tonight I'm gonna go for the middle.
Tonight I've taken all of the insults.
Tonight I'm gonna fire them back...Now I'm in the subway and I'm looking for the flat
This one leads to this block, this one leads to that
The wind howls through the empty blocks looking for a home
I run through the empty stone because I'm all alone

I know, what I know, I know
That girl you found
Keeps that kind of window closed
She'll turn into
The only thing you ever--
turn into
Hope I do
Turn into youCan't say why I kept this from you
My those quiet eyes become you
Leave it where it can't remind us
Turn this all around behind us
Oh! Well I know!
I'll fall right in to keep you out
I'd like to tell you all about it

Movies:

Requiem for a Dream, American Beauty, Donnie Darko, Never Been Kissed, Pan's Labyrinth, American History X, Gladiator, Garden State, the list goes on.

Television:

Law & Order's, and CSI's.

Books:

Bret Easton Ellis: Less Than Zero, The Rules Of Attraction.
Christopher Rice: A Density of Souls, The Snow Garden.
Donna Tartt: The Secret History.

My Blog

Baby we make no goddamn sense

It's like a bench in the park.  Placed haphazardly in a large area underneath the only tree within three acres.  That's how I feel right now.Sometimes I feel as though life is so goddamn bea...
Posted by Faith on Fri, 18 May 2007 11:18:00 PST

Creepyness does not infer to lust

I had a really fun weekend.  It is great to see friends that I haven't seen in awhile, play with little dogs, get peed on, eat too much, drink a really small thing of jack, turn to pbr, jump on a...
Posted by Faith on Sun, 13 May 2007 01:18:00 PST

The most exciting thing

There are people working next door and they saw me take off my pants.  I should probably invest in curtains...
Posted by Faith on Tue, 08 May 2007 10:16:00 PST

Broken glass and razor wire

So I was thinking, I have an extra week till Mothers Day, this means I have quite a few days of procrastination left till I mail those fucking cards that are really stupid but moms everywhere apprecia...
Posted by Faith on Sat, 05 May 2007 03:40:00 PST

Oh no!

It's really cold outside, I have to go to math class today, I'm craving a tuna sandwich (whaaat?!), I really want to see Mando Diao next week but I have an ethics final, and I need to go grocery shopp...
Posted by Faith on Thu, 03 May 2007 10:14:00 PST

The procrastination theory

If I procrastinate until the last minute, it forces me to hurry up and understand what the fuck I'm doing.Procrastination can be bad though.  For example, lets say someone kidnapped me and they w...
Posted by Faith on Wed, 02 May 2007 09:57:00 PST

The pussy bitch

Cute stories abound when I talk to my sister late at night.One night Kaitlyn's other papaw was scratched by their psycho kitty and yelled out "you little pussy bitch" or something like that.  The...
Posted by Faith on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 11:57:00 PST

Whatever happened to my rock & roll

    So yesterday was my first time at Navy Pier, and the workers were leaving.  I hate touristy things and I found myself wondering if a building could just fall on me.  Like ...
Posted by Faith on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 09:57:00 PST

It's a Sunday!

Yesterday I woke up with a cold foot.  I was a bit confused until I realized that one of the dogs had completely pissed on the bed, and in the process, on my foot.  I took a very long shower...
Posted by Faith on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 05:21:00 PST

Cold as ice

I have been very pessimistic lately.  A large part of this pessimism has to deal with some of my experiences in the last three months.  Therefore, this is going to be a venting blog.  H...
Posted by Faith on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 06:25:00 PST