can we go exploring? will you take my hand and follow me into the hills? anything can happen. we can sing songs while we skip through the woods. the glare of the sun will be shown only through the holes that the leaves and branches permit. let the magic stir about us as we sit by a pond. listen as the forest talks to us and our hearts begin to beat in synchronization. we hold true the matter of our hearts and recount the memories of lives we've lived before. but we both know the past doesn't matter anymore, and in the same breath the present will never be anything else than shared moments that we will forget. can we get lost out here? can we live today forever? will the darkness and the stars that blanket the sky just be another hour, and not the end of this day? don't turn back time unless you are willing to live with the overwhelming regret once again.

my entire adult life is built off failed relationships. i have no one friend who is down for me whenever, whatever. just when it's convenient for them. their boyfriends or girlfriends are priority. their happiness for themselves is priority. they forget about the times they've driven over my house at 2am and cried for hours to me about their loses and problems. distances are supposed to divide the heart, so when i'm on the left coast, i expect a lunch, just to see you for an hour. i've always be here and never turned a deaf ear or held back a balled fist.
and on the flipside, i've abandoned the oldest friend i've ever had. i've known the kid since i was six years old. at least there is no more hostility.

but looking back, everyone i've loved has turned their backs or we lost our voices. and what i have to say to you is- i understand. i will always be here. even if you never see this. i will forever hold you down and embrace you with my arms when you need me. even knowing you may never accept me.

"Oh, sweetest piece of me" you say "I've found your place in me has grown too small to fit and still grows smaller everyday"
The me in you has changed, the you in me still stays the same, each has no bearing on the other, so we could say of one another.
So sweetest piece of me, it seems we'll take each other, piece by piece, apart and place each in the safest place within our holding hearts.

i fucking love off minor.

there is so much more.

there is more.

people in the area need self respect.
disgusting slutty looking chicks make me never want to go out.
and guido looking dudes need to grow up.

...funny, coming form a kid who wears lip rings.

band practice went well. i think i need to start drinking honey or at least tea with honey because my throat kills me. being a screamer is going to be awesome. and this is serious. i will get a chance to portray all of my "shitty poetry" in a forum that suites it. this is the most of modest of DREAMS to come true. hard work. patience. heart. and high fives. we can climb any mountain.

TONIGHT!! TONIGHT!! WE'RE READY TO FIGHT!!

finished writing one song.
recorded it.
recorded moshi moshi cover.
wrote a complete random song.
and recorded that.

so tonight i recorded 3 songs. including my first cover, and my first duel guitar track. haha they still suck, but whatever i'm having fun. at least gaining confidence with my writing abilities, if not playing abilities.

ps- i'm actually going out tonight (crazy right) and i'm rocking the bowler.

HAH. thats awesome.
CONGRATULATIONS!!
i'm so happy for you.

bright eyes is so gay. but i love him.