I'm sliding. haha :)

New Xanga, all writing.

If you want to know where to go to get there, ask, and I'll give you the address.

Elsewise, keep cool, stay off the grass, stay in school, and keep kicking ass.

Last week a train passed by

And I wanted to run and meet it

Scratched hands on steel

And stares

Whatever it takes to get me away

Whatever it demands

Streets are for getting by

I’ve got to get out

Of the story I’m trying to make

I need a life to take me in

This is where I begin

Will you be gone with me?

You’re always on the way

On the tracks I’m making mine in my mind

And more, in the real world, in every moment from now on

Will you be there?

To take my scratched hand

Running along your long shot

Hot from the chase

Whatever it takes to be out with me

Whatever it demands

Heh heh...

If what I said still fills your head I’m sorry

I don’t try to buy your

Idolizing

It’s surprising to you that I’m getting by

Alright

My sights are set down South

There’s a belle down there who’s got a spell on me

It’s easy to ignore the angel when the devil gives you

Hello misdirection I have missed you so since ‘pure perfection’

Stole my heart and sold it

Said, “I told you so” and left me cold

It’s been a while since I smiled with a lack of plaster casting me

Satisfaction sinking in

Action, faster

Get set, go

I’ve gone to hell

I’m doing well enough

I guess the heat is rough

But what a view

No him

No you

Just me and my transgressions

Daily sessions with the local shrink

To tell me that I ought to think of hating you

Instead of feeling

Sorry but I won’t be coming back to visit

It’s a bitch

But there’s this thing called bliss

I’m in it

Good luck with the world up there

I’m here in hell and I don’t care.

Single life ain't too bad...

Not too bad at all

I'm closing up shop here.

Sorry.

If you want to keep in contact with me some other way, call me, e-mail me, or IM me.

Bye.