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Alex The Tramp

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About Me

"There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about."
-Oscar Wilde
So, they call me Alex, still
My life reads like your favorite book and flows like a perfect mixtape. Motion sickness is an ever present theme, although it comes in a (usually) metaphysical form.
Arts in every form consume me---the greatest thing one can do is create; reveal a new perspective, a different tint of life, and instill it in another heart.
Every song I write starts with a K, and falls to an E flat Minor; the melody never stays the same <3
I love to travel, it makes me happy, and I do love saying I'm from California, but who doesn't?
I may appear to be pleasant, social and a smidge narcissistic, however, in actuality, I tend to be confusing, moody and somewhat insecure. The people that know me best feel like they don't know me at all.
I should go further, I should tell you all about my hopes and dreams, the name of my cat, my favorite color, my favorite flavor of Top Ramen, but I won't. I'm not going to lay it all out for you,that just makes it too easy. And everybody knows I love making things difficult...
got AIM? me too...damndamnleeash

My Interests

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It's been a long time coming, but I know a change is gonna come...

My Blog

thanks for the bruises.

hey.can't you hear me screaming? the decibels are far out of your range, out of your league, you're still out of mine, i'm grasping and clinging and falling   falling    failing...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jan 2010 19:57:00 GMT

toybox

you wake to the sand and the sound of the seastill drifting and turning and breathingand the salt and the waves of this treacherous seahave sunk you and crushed you and brought you to meyou make me cr...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Dec 2009 18:17:00 GMT

this is what you get

for letting yourself be honestfor following your heart instead of your headthis is why you wake up miserable everydayyou just can't let it bedramatics? no. i tihought i was far beyond that, but clkear...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Jul 2009 04:43:00 GMT

americano

I miss when being an artist was hotwhen the trend was not to fall for the biggest douche you can possibly find;  the time where women were respected and adored rather than insulted and mistreated. I ...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Jul 2009 12:47:00 GMT

ashes of american flags

I have something to say, but I don't know how to say itI wasn't born on the 4th of July, just a few weeks shyBut that doesn't bother me at all, I've got Diet Coke and unlit cigarettesFireworks in my m...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Jul 2009 12:32:00 GMT

You Found Me

I don't know how or why but something just clicked in my brainI think I have finally reached the point where I can feel like an actual musician, and I've come to realize that as much as I love my othe...
Posted by on Thu, 28 May 2009 21:30:00 GMT

a picket fence and a rose garden

so here i sit, er, lay, in a perfect story tale room on Lon Gisland; a suburban fantasy brought to fruition, although I am not entirely sure howmy dearest friend sleeps gently next to me, mouth agape ...
Posted by on Sat, 09 May 2009 02:50:00 GMT

Imperial Bedrooms

oh winds of change, please carry me back homei want to float in the breeze, climb the trees, swim the seashome is where the heart is, but not for the heartlesshome is where the substances constantly c...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Apr 2009 17:50:00 GMT

we laugh indoors

i see your face everywhereand i'm always in love
Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 03:55:00 GMT

it's family beaches that I desire

I wake up to nothing: my bed, my television, the light from my window, everyday nothingsBut as my vision focuses, I see glasses on the windowsill and pictures on the wallI see paint peeling on the wat...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Apr 2009 01:52:00 GMT