Either your a rock, or a ballon. Its all your choice, your life and the one chance you have here on this planet called earth, you can display yourself whatever way you want. A ‘crossroad’ is where I am at, in this certain stage in my life. A feeling of change ( Major Change ) is needed, boredom has grown and died like plants and seeds have been sown in the ground ready for their new...
The past is now part of my future, and the present is well out of hand – R.I.P Ian Curtis
Trent whitehead is a good friend and is becoming more and more inspirational every second that passes by in his life.. Show @ Monster Children (sydney) tonight. 22nd JULY.
Every time you close your eyes, what do you see? Do you see a dream or do you see a past that is banging against your future and the present is very undetermined. Do you imagine your someone else? or do you drink until your eyes decided there’ve had enough and give up on you for a night. Maybe you one of the chaps who don’t stop doing anything until your weak and sore, then you drown...
A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue sedan And I am doing the best that I can All the eunuchs, they were standing in rows singing, “Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can.” Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band was And Henry, you danced like a wooden Indian Except this one mattered and I felt it had a spirit And I shot the story because I didn’t...
It’s getting harder and harder to escape in this day and age. So much expected from so many different people at so many different times, that between work, eating and driving to these destinations, the small time that is left is always spent doing something else. Between the internet and cellular phones the break down of quite times comes down to sleep, and about 30 mins in the morning for a...
noone puts flowers on a flowers grave– Tom Waits
With to many uncontrolled thoughts to gather into one, I usually find myself not ever lost for words/conversation in nervous situations but the total opposite. I cant divide the gap between my mind and my mouth, I tend to ramble with I don’t know what the fuck sometimes. It doesn’t reach me until I receive an answer from my companion and then the streams of more uncontrolled thoughts...
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to...– Jack Kerouac
Me, Myself cannot html anything. I wanted to give me blog a nice hit of freshness. Breathe in and enjoy.
A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove...– Friedrich Nietzsche
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This is the infamous and glorious Pat Capocci Group..Click title to follow through to his website.