every article of clothing i am wearing today came from wal-mart.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
i ahve all my eaxams to do. i should get studying for the art on tomorrow. art class = lose. i hate it, i don't like being told what to draw. not to mention the people in it but otherwaise, i am happy ...
I made a mohawk today with my hair. I thoroughly scared everyone at my school. I have pictures of me playing "Radio" on the acoustic with a mohawk now. It's nifty!
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
OLPFan420 wrote:I made a mohawk today with my hair. I thoroughly scared everyone at my school. I have pictures of me playing "Radio" on the acoustic with a mohawk now. It's nifty!
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
Oooh, nifty. I spiked my hair up though, not shave the other area. My hair is absurdly tall, all the ladies love it. And I am popular. And I am a stud who is in a happy relationship with my girlfriend. And I am musically talented and can sing really well.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.