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Blood, guts, going nuts.

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The Difference Between Texas and Minnesota

A few days ago, I stepped off of a tiny plane in the city of Minneapolis. My breath was a cloud in front of my face, and I remember thinking, "Holy shit, I don't know if I can handle this." I had just...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Nov 2007 20:51:00 GMT

A list, kind of.

Half of the time she's compassionate, and the other half I want to run screaming in the opposite direction. She's overbearingly sweet, but I'm not sure if it's because she wants something.She's always...
Posted by on Thu, 31 May 2007 21:04:00 GMT

I'd love for this to be me.

There's happiness there,so he snares it.And love left to bare,just don't scare it.
Posted by on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 23:09:00 GMT

Play this lyrics game, and not the other one.

So, in this one, I'm just going to eschew the random thing, and quote songs that I like. Same thing as last time, guess what the song is in a comment, if you get it right, I'll bold it out. And go.1. ...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Oct 2006 11:43:00 GMT

This is a lyrics game. Guess the lyrics I've posted. Simple.

Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on random.Step 2: Post a line from the first 20 songs that play, not matter how embarassing.Step 4: Bold out the songs when someone guesses correctly.Step 5: Look...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Jun 2006 11:31:00 GMT

Damn this game.

It seems I've been tagged twice, so I might as well give in.1: Some people might already know this, but I was diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder when I was 10.2: My career in crime began whe...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Apr 2006 15:10:00 GMT

I feel the need to speak my mind

It seems to me that a lot of people take Straightedge too lightly. For whatever reason, it's a passing phase, or a temporary good thing, or just a bid for popularity. The very basic values of Straight...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Mar 2006 12:31:00 GMT

Tear these words apart

I'm not much of a writer,though I will pretend to be.I won't tell you I'm a poet;you won't bury me at sea.The ghost of something youonce felt will haunt incessantly.Hate the hand that you've beendealt...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 23:39:00 GMT

The reasons found decoys,

and this is holding me back.
Posted by on Tue, 07 Mar 2006 23:45:00 GMT

Ramblings?

The past couple of months have been wonderful, don't get me wrong, but it feels like I was doing the same old thing and going through my redundant motions. Over and over again. The new year didn't b...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 23:52:00 GMT