Love sees love's happiness
But happiness can't see that love is sad, that love is sad. Sadness is hanging there to show love somewhere something needs a change
They need a change.
-The way things tend to go are, the one who loves you and the one who you love are never, ever the same person. So we fuck.
This is how it goes, and it gets too hard to remedy the sickness. Quit High School, obsessed with the idea of filmmaking, constantly writing, constantly reading, attempting to create music, attempting to create something that will make the sun shine a little brighter, missing love, but getting by, looking ahead, till the day I die.
"Keep the dream alive" -my Dad
"We must go out and Ninja in the night!"
-----Touch me, I'm sick----- Testing testing, 1-2-3. Is this thing on? Can you hear me? Alright. I am 17 years old, and have already lived and died, whatever I am now is done, but for some reason I'm still lingering around. Ghost isn't the right word, but it's the first word that comes to mind. Um, god? Hello? Testing testing, 1-2-3. Is this thing on? Is the whole world like this? How many people are out there like me? Alright. I'm 17 years old and waiting to start my life again. recounting the years. I want the world to touch me. I want to stand, not floating, but stand in "solid" space feet away from the sun and have a conversation with it, without obliterating. Hello? ... ...forget it. Goodnight, sweet dreams, and about the bed bugs.
Current musical project: "LOUD" (want a CD?)
Current film project: 'fall 87'
3.) Daredevil comic books, (Praise Frank Miller!)