Laugh with your friends.
(Despite that voice churning in your gut, screaming as a futile attempt to help you
Understand that
Inner Turmoil isn't a joke.)

Hope that they can
visualize this within themselves before
They make the grave mistakes you understand
Are inevitable.

People must make mistakes in order to grow.

Pain.
Contradiction.
Frutiopia.
Oasis.
Speeding Cars.
Torn Skirts
Malbaro Menthol.
Jack Daniels.
Cocaine induced arguements.
Heroin trips of incessant laughter.
Textbooks.
Razorblades.
Sidewalk chalk.
Felix the Cat.

The slight, barely noticeable difference
Between spilling your soul to the world
And a futile attempt at finding a better way.

Elasticity of Supply.
Power Rangers.
The Muppet Movie.
Gonzo.
Acorns.
Climbing the upside of unknown terrain,
Taking pictures of where we both know we should have been.
(But you've got to find your own way, right?)
Understanding the symbolism in watches.
The art of finding yourself and trying
With everything you've got to not drag
The people you love down with you.

Stop projecting your problems onto others!
Breathe until you can feel it in your toes.
Hold onto love with all your heart.
Don't lose sight of what's right.

Aquafina or Dasani? It's all the same.
Although I've heard pretty strong arguements from the executives at Zephyrhills to disprove this.

You are yourself.
Rise above.
Despite the tremors in your hands.

Eat fruit.

"I'm sorry,"
Sounds alot like
"Sad and Stupid"
When you say it too often.

Here's to
Drunk Family members.
(And the short walk between finding yourself and shutting yourself out with the vice closest to your ill-minded hand.)
And boyfriends who
Killed a part of you so long ago
That you've got to fuck your way into oblivion
To stay sane.
(And to the people who will look at you and never see this.)

Here's to the heartbreaking recognition
That giving yourself away isn't going to stop the pain.

Here's to stretching yourself so thin
That gumby looks down upon you in
Shame.

Here's to ROYGBV,
And empty parking lots.

Here's to losing yourself on a stage
In front of everyone
You thought you loved.

Here's to being drunk on life.
Here's to self actualization.
Here's to rambling.
Here's to love.
Here's to YOU.
And to finding her.

12/17/2006