Updates...in my life..
09/08/2004 11:39 p.m.
Soo.. I get this email from a stranger.. asking me why there isnt any new poetry in here..
Good question.

Fuck it. I don't feel like writing latly.. like it's something that's not going to benefit me right now. I need to pay bills, I need to get outta my house.. I need to live.. and sitting behind a moniter hasen't exactly been inspiring me at ALL.

To be honest.. I'm sick of it. Owning my own website has made sitting here a chore. Not to mention.. My hearts not really been in it.

I broke up with my gf of 6 months after she kept standing me up and just basically haveing problems in her life and my gramps dies like a day later..
Im so fucking bitter about it all.. and I don't even think sharing these feelings with you jackasses is gonna be worth a shit.
and to my friends.. Im not talking about you.. Im talking about these random jackasses who think that I live to serve them or something.

To my friends.. You arn't my friends.. You're ghosts.. dreams lost. If your reading this.. just imagine me giving you the finger...as hard as I can. Cuz honestly.. Where the fuck are you? Huh? I can't hear you. Oh that's right.. you're not around. So jackasses.. get it together.. or I'll just forget about you like I forgot about writing poetry.

and to people who say my poetry sucks... Yeah, Well.. I figured you'd realize.. Poetry's gay.. and so are you. So go have lots of sex.. and throw some stank on it, Ike.

I've been working on a couple of book ideas.. but I dunno.. they might just sit on my HD forever.. or I'll just sell them on subway streetcorners for pennies.

Who knows..

Whereever you go.. there you are... and the world spins on by.. somehow, somewhere.. life goes on with or without you.



I am currently Alienated
I am listening to Burn one down(Live)-Ben Harper