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So here's a paradox:

I had a great night with Chazz and Kyle by da' pool, I'm also so very excited for Electric Daisy Carnival with JoJo [among others], and I'm going to use this opportunity to say this will be my final blog post. I'm handing my password over to a friend.

This site was created as a way to soothe my pains. Last year I went through one of the roughest periods in my life when the health of two family members deteriorated and I quickly learned that the people I associated with did not care a damn about anyone but themselves. More parodies than people... always full of ridicule. The words of endearment were false bells in my ears. At points I became like them. Oh god. I was a blind man, and rebirth does not come easily, especially when scorched by fire.

Unfortunately this site continues to bring back memories of that time from June to October when I was swindled of finances, friendship, and fraternity by 3 people in particular, and it's like poison welled up in my chest. I was contacted a week ago by one of the people aforementioned, and it produced a lump in my throat, but I blocked her without a word. Curious, I then, for the first time in two full seasons, read the blog of her friend. It angered me. It made me want to lash out. It still does. My pain was being treated like a joke. I then heard of what an ex-friend turned manipulative druggie did [the financial swindler] and I wanted to scream. The three of them have not changed, and it saddens me.

So that is why I MUST conclude this blog. That life of poison is not for me to live. I have two best friends -- JoJo and Chazz -- who I can honestly say I love. I've never been able to say that about just friends before. Do you know what it's like to feel loved by a friend? Truly loved, with no second considerations, no ill emotions, no walls of faith, no barriers left uncrossed? I do.

I also came to fall in love with music and the scene which surrounds it. I dance! I would not have imagined it in a million years, but I go out at least three times a month and dance and laugh! God, I love my life. I've endured. I've met beautiful friends and dated wonderful women, and most importantly my family is healthy. I want to march forward. I want to write. I want to teach. I want to love.

And dance.

Above & Beyond feat. Richard Bedford "Thing Called Love" Official Music ...

Okay, I promise, this is my last music tribute to A&B.

Anyway, I've been thinking a lot about my future family. I have a lot of ideas running around in my head about how contemporary families and parents are flawed. I'll write them down sometime.

“Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what's to come. But that night, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn't have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves... for growing up.” - Wonder Years

Another exciting night at Afterlife with JoJo. Also met up with Dylon and Brian Zandi along with a kid named "Reptar" (awesome) and a woman named "Bird" (eh). One more week to EDC! I can't wait. =]

Got a fauxhawk, lawls.

A woman pretended to be a 17-year-old to draw out incriminating evidence from her ex-husband via Facebook. But an investigation after his arrest showed that he was the true online mastermind. Oh, the e-intrigue!

According to the Smoking Gun, 29-year-old Angela Voelkert created a fake account for 17-year-old “Jessica Studebaker," complete with a trashily attractive photo, and friended her ex-husband. Then, in an attempt to gain information she could use against him in a custody battle, she chatted him up. He said he put a GPS tracking device on his ex-wife's car, the more easily to monitor her every move. And he told "Jessica" that "you should find someone at your school…that would put a cap in her ass for $10,000." He had plans to "take care of" old Angela, he said. Heavily based on the exchanges, the FBI arrested 38-year-old David Voelkert on Friday, but did he ever have a surprise for them.

Suspecting it was Angela all along, David Voelkert had gotten a notarized affidavit shortly after Jessica came online. In it, he said that he believed this was not a real person but rather his ex-wife or someone she knows. He said he was engaging with this person and lying in order to gain proof that his ex-wife was tampering with his personal life, proof he would then use himself in court. "In no way do I have plans to leave with my children or do any harm to Angela Dawn Voelkert or anyone else," he wrote above the Indiana notary's stamp. He then kept one copy and gave another to a relative for backup.

The timeline worked, his affidavit coming days before he said anything incriminating. The notary was interviewed, the document authenticated, and his case was dismissed. Situations like this are why the phrase "Oh, snap!" was invented

Menarebetterthanwomen. =p

So my kids at McAuliffe ESD got me gifts. =]

- A new wallet. I needed one! My hemp wallet is about four years old now.
- Cookies. Mmm, all gone.
- A sign that says "Mr. Costa is the best! Hope your (sic) my teacher for high school!"
- A $10 I-tunes gift certificate. Just purchased Above & Beyond's new album Group Therapy.
- A $10 (I think?) Sonic card.

I love my job. Gonna miss these rascals if I work at Morningside again next semester with JoJo and Ryan, but I also miss those kids! Argh.

Also one of the kids came up to me and said I was the "dad I never had." At Morningside one of the kids - admittedly probably my favorite - asked if I could be his dad, too. Lol. Tear-jerking bastards.




ELECTRIC DAISY CARNIVAL IN ONE WEEK.

[HD] The Island [Madeon Remix] - Pendulum

I'll make babies to this.

So you might have noticed a lot of music I posted in the past year includes Ellie Goulding.

That's because she's pretty much awesome, and [momentary lapse into narcissism] the music I listen to is usually awesome. Celebrity crush.

Anyway, I think it's rumored she may come to EDC, not to sing, but to be a backup for her dubstep remixes. mmm.

Benny Benassi - Cinema (Skrillex Remix)

Ronski Speed feat. Ana Criado "A Sign" + Lyrics

So I just finished Anna Karenina. Probably one of the best books I've ever read.

Next year I really, really want to go to Bonnaroo, though. My friend John saved up for it. He told me about it last semester in class, but now I'm jealous.

Iron & Wine
Explosions in the Sky
Mumford and Suns
Florence & The Machine
Bassnectar
Civil Twilight
Beirut
Eminem
etc, etc

EARGASM

Also, why the hell is everyone my age getting married/having kids/getting engaged?

I have the urge to take a Women's Study class and read a Charles Bukowski book in the middle of it.

God I love Above and Beyond.



Wish they would come to Electric Daisy Dallas, but oh well.

Memorial Day

Thank you to all who serve for the right reasons. To the rest, fuck off.

I'm annoyed by pretentious music fans who only enjoy either "high-brow" or "party" music. Each has its place. I don't want to dance to Pink Floyd. That's Lady Gaga's job. Yet I don't find myself feeling emotionally moved by Ke$ha. Godspeed You! Black Emperor fulfills that requirement.

Contemplating whether I should go to the Darkside field "rave" later. Emphasis on "rave" since technically any party that is registered with the city and subject to charter laws is not a "rave," but why be analytical?



I think it's amusing how my slow decline into misanthropy is always attributed to one person or another, heh. Bunch of egotists.

By the way:
http://literallyunbelievable.tumblr.com/
http://www.thelocal.de/sci-tech/20110527-35305.html

lawls to both

Lost Thoughts

"This age thinks better of a gilded fool than a threadbare saint in wisdom's school." - Thomas Dekker

* I'm sick with the cold or something.*

Loyalties and thought are lost causes. I reread Fahrenheit 451 today as inspiration for the story I'm still trying to complete, and for the first time I came to appreciate just what message Bradbury was trying to communicate. Like many others I initially finished F451 and concluded that the author was taking a well-placed stab at abuse of state power, but that's not even the half of it. The actions of the state were secondary to the thoughts of the people.

Bradbury was warning us that our desire for cheap thrills and no challenges will consume us. And it's happened. We're stuck to our televisions, our drugs, our pop novels. In an age where everyone can read and understand Milton, Thoreau, Lao Tse, and Plato, we refuse. We don't want to think. We don't want to commit ourselves to challenges. Montag, the main character, is left by his wife simply because he likes to discuss politics, philosophy, and other "crazy ideas" instead of ramble on about the latest television show or faun over how fast his car can drive. That is much like our society. We don't give a shit about science or philosophy. At best we just want someone else to do it for us. We don't give a shit about commitment. Oh yes we talk about it, but what we really mean is "someone committing to me."

Why take a hard major when alternatives exist that bestow A's more frequently and don't get you to apply yourself? Why stick it through a relationship when sex and companionship are just around the corner? Why attempt to read "hard literature" when others only know about Twilight, Harry Potter, the Giver, etc.? [I'm not knocking any of the books - although I hate Twilight personally - just they're really easy reads]

I feel like I'm surrounded in a decadent culture.

Jesus wept.

Started and finished the Hunger Games today. Decent teen fiction, but it's clearly a ripoff of Battle Royale.

Pounce

Bla bla bla. "Hello, my name is X, I wronged you in the worst imaginable way cause I'm a fucking lunatic religious fanatic who thinks sexism is just dandy when it hurts men, but don't made it public or I'll blackmail you. Kthanx."

Go to hell.

Electric Daisy Carnival in June; Muse in August; Kamelot & Deadmau5 in September? I'm going to be poor. Happily poor.

Progressive metal and progressive electronica... mm, delicious. Like cake and pie.

Heterosexual males tend to have very strong visual cues for archetypal female forms - not coincidentally the ones associated with fertility and child-rearing - wide birthing hips (which are accentuated by a small waist) and large breasts for nursing.

Meanwhile, heterosexual women tend to be attracted to men who exhibit power, which is associated with the ability to provide for her and her offspring. On a base level that means big muscles and aggressiveness. But women can be and are enculturated to associate that archetypal drive with signs of social power - money, possessions and political status, and to types of "looks" that signal a person likely to be widely accepted in social reality unrelated to his physical abilities. Giving birth is an enormous risky proposition for a human female - both in terms of risks to her own immediate well-being and the commitment of time and resources that will be required of her to sustain her children.

Perhaps a woman is offended when a man lacking the right masculine traits approaches her because it triggers her own insecurities and fears - hence, this response is a defense mechanism. If unattractive males are approaching her, isn't it likely that there will be a feeling that something about her is limiting her ability to attract the kind of mate she needs and a corresponding need to control this self-injurious feeling? While attention from a man that meets her mostly subconscious requirements for a mate reinforces her feelings that she is herself a suitable mate?

QED

Tinie Tempah - Wonderman ft. Ellie Goulding (Jacob Plant remix)

Will be spinning this when I get the chance.

Jaded

I once cared about politics and economics with an attention to detail that would surpass the scrutiny of the Matrix. Heck, I ran for mayor at 18.

Now I increasingly find myself listening to these debates with an apathetic attitude. I still identify as pro-choice, pro-marriage equality, pro-libertarian socialism, pro-abolition of the Drug War, but the systematic corruption and barriers enacted against meaningful discussions put forth by the people are just unbearable. I don't debate. Not because I put myself above others' conclusions, but because I don't really care either way, and it's kinda depressing. But not really. Especially when the media parrots names (Ron Paul! Obama! Nader!) instead of actual positions.

"My life is music, and music is life."

I find myself finding comfort in more individual pursuits like philosophy, dance, music, social gatherings, and literature.

Consider me jaded.

My exhausted face via Skype after five hours at Afterlife.

Lots of crazy events tonight

But Oscar, JoJo & I will be at Life. The best staff and friendliest crowd. Come out and see us.

Scratch this post, lawls.

Fun night dancing in the Hotel Capri, but ended on a depressing note.

I just want a woman to love, a woman I can read to, and shower gifts unto, and dance with, and kiss, and enjoy poetry alongside with, and tell jokes to, and spend intimate moments together with, and trust. I'm not a bad person. I've paid for friends who were one step away from homelessness. I've fucking bent my back in three directions to help friends and lovers who were depressed and they've accused me of the most vile, phony shit in the world. I've rescued people from overdose only to have them berate me. I put my life out for people, and then when they betray me they call me weak for crying, and caring, and wanting their company.

I'm not going to lie and say that I'm innocent of all charges. I've acted selfishly, but if I'm ever called out on it or if I see that someone suffers from it I try my best to rescind. I love people. I love their little quirks, their loves, their fears. I'm not some messiah - the tides of fallibility rob me of any Christ status - but damn you if you think I don't care.

Dancing and music and teaching and books are all that matter... it seems. My friend (let's call him C to maintain anonymity) ran away from all his "friends" and "lovers" to just find a life in dance, in the clubs. I may do the same. It's not the fault of all my friends or even most of them, but yeah if you share these sentiments please be sure to let me know.

Goals for this summer:
- Electric Daisy Concert with JoJo, Chazz, Matty/Patricia, Holly, Oscar, Lauren, Alex, and/or Brandon. (tickets - check)
- Read at least a novel a week.
- Work at Morningside again with JoJo and Ryan (check)
- Improve my dancing skills. (Currently trying to learn the moonwalk and trying to time my shuffling better)
- Finish my last entry-level classes. FINALLY.
- Finish writing my book.
- Keep in shape. Maybe gain a little more muscle.
- Tan? Lawls.
- Ears pierced? Mebe.

Esmée Denters - Outta Here (Eliminate Remix)

Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek (Ozo Remix)

Mm, tribal house remix.

Head suffering = partied "too" hard. Ow ow ow.

EDC Dallas ticket :]

Inception Soundtrack HD - #12 Time (Hans Zimmer)

When I listen to this piece I am transferred to a reality not much different than our own, but here the dimensions of space and time are not so compact and complicated that every minute line of connection - causality - raises curiosity. I am all at once there for the death of my Nannie and yet a witness to my first kiss; how I lied that day in the theater and said she was my third. In the depth of a second I see all the painful and joyous memories I created in my teenage years. And I see others.

I refuse to drive an automobile until they invent one fueled by righteous indignation and unwarranted certitude.

Mexican food with Asian lady friend... mmm multi-culturism.

Benny Benassi Feat. Kelis - Spaceship (Fedde Le Grand Remix) ||HQ||

So of the 100 books the BBC listed as "essential reads" I've finished 53, which puts me in first amongst my friends. Time well spent.

Late Night Alumni. LISTEN TO THEM. Beautiful.

Here's the DJ Tiesto Remix:

Some random, scattered thoughts that can only be drawn together based on a common source and boredom...

- Half of the population is prescribed some legal psychotropic medication to alter brain chemistry (to cure depression, ADHD/ADD, lethargy, etc.) but we create panic about cannabis and other recreational stimulants and depressants. Schools are aghast when one of their star pupils is found using speed but meanwhile the school counselor has ten recommendations written up for Addarall. Drugs are only good if they procure a profit for Shire Pharmaceuticals and her competitors, it seems.

- Politics encompasses everything, but I'm at a point in my life where I can only casually discuss my hopes, ideas, and expectations on a good day and in trusted company. I don't engage in debates; I don't really care, as a matter of fact. For someone who campaigned at the age of 18 for mayor it's really disheartening to see myself become jaded with the process. I don't vote. I don't watch the news. I don't talk to people about their personal beliefs. I'm too tired of it all. I can only write out my thoughts and just shrug my shoulders.

- I often fear that one day in the future I'm going to be fired from my teaching position because of my unorthodox approach to education...

- I'm an atheist. You're probably not. That's cool. I don't care. My life's purpose is not to get others to think like me but to instead inspire others to think for themselves. Refer back to my previous statement about unorthodox teaching styles. We're taught at a young age that there's a "right" answer and all that matters is knowing "what's right" - not how to get there, or the significance of this answer, or even if you should still question yourself.

- I love music. I also love books. Does that make me cool or a geek? A cool geek?

- I'm a hedonist. I love simple pleasures like food, romance, socialization, reading, alcohol, sex, and leisure but I realize that a solid career, strong ethical commitment to others, and careful foresight are necessary for the preservation of these pleasures. I don't steal; I've never cheated on a partner; I've never left someone suffering from alcohol poisoning in the bathroom to suffer through it alone.

- At the same time I'm not perfect and I often get upset with myself when my personal concerns are raised above the needs of others. I drive past most broken-down cars and hate myself for it.

- Ambivert: the middle-position between extrovert and introvert. I am comfortable wearing this new vocabulary word, even if it sounds a little strange.

- I want to be a teacher. I want to be a musician. I want to be an author. I want to be a cosmonaut. I want to build my own house. I want to design a beautiful monument. In other words, I want to experience all outlets of life, damn it.

- I like people who dive right into situations in pursuit of fun. I also like people who are more contemplative about their actions. I can't stand, however, when people are critical of different personality types.

- The science behind romance - how our bodies' chemistry actually adjusts to be "in tune" with another person (similar to how women in close proximity share a menstrual cycle, but much more daring) - I think is more romantic than any spiritual or cartoon-inspired romance.

- Biggest fear: Losing the people I love to time, illness, and tragedies.

- Ideal last minutes of life: afloat in space above the Earth's atmosphere.

Tonight's the night, later suckers.

Bassnectar - Magical World feat. Nelly Furtado (Official)

Let's do thissss.

NOCTURNAL!!!!!

Trying to learn glowstringing. =]

Pendulum - Watercolor (Deadmau5 remix)

You're welcome.

That's the best revenge of all: happiness. Nothing drives people crazier than seeing someone having a good fucking life. - Alex Coffey.

Example - Last Ones Standing (Doctor P Remix)

When I have kids they're going to be cool as fuck.

Passion Pit - Sleepyhead (Borgore Remix)

Mmmm this too.

And you said, it was like fire around the brim
Burning solid, burning thin the burning rim
Like stars burning holes right through the dark
Flicking fire like saltwater into my eyes
You were one inch from the edge of this bed
I dragged you back a sleepyhead, sleepyhead

They couldn't think of something to say the day you burst
With all their lions, with all their might and all their thirst
They crowd your bedroom like some thoughts wearing thin
Against the walls, against your rules, against your skin
My beard grew down to the floor and out through the doors
Of your eyes, begonia skies like a sleepyhead, sleepyhead



Fantastic.

Dubstep video: DJ Fresh - Gold Dust (Flux Pavilion Remix)

An "old" one but still absolutely sexy. Makes me want to DJ.

Imogen Heap - Hide & Seek (Otto Knows Remix)

Rivals Tiesto

deadmau5 & Kaskade - I Remember (HQ)

Kaskade will be at Nocturnal. =)

It's a tad depressing that my mind is sometimes focused on JoJo/my trip back from Austin. We purchased a hotel room for the night, but the festival is 12 hours long and unless the attendants allow us to enter a brief coma no amount of sleep will satisfy our tired bodies. Luckily the Electric Daisy Concert will be hosted in Dallas this summer and we'll have a lot of friends going so that I can mooch off of the back seat. Then again after Mike wrecked Caitlin's car I'm a little hesitant to see what awaits from any return trek, heh.

On an unrelated note, fook summer physics and chemistry classes.

Far East Movement ft. Keri Hilson - "Don't Look Now" Fantastadon Remix

I still hate you so much

So concludes another semester

Positives: My music is reportedly the bomb, I party way too often (and wouldn't change it for the world), teaching at Guyer High School & Cockrill Middle School made me realize that I'm definitely on the right track, I've gone on dates with way too many women in the past year (see the first parentheses), I looovee my friends, I can't wait to work at my old job site with JoJo and Ryan again...

Negatives: I'm tired. =b And a little frustrated that I've become so selective with who I want to date.



Nocturnal and Electric Daisy Concert. <3

Crystal Castles - Suffocation

Crystal Castles - Black Panther

Nocturnal 2011!

I can't waaaaaitttt

Derive an entropic formula for a group of dipoles in thirty minutes. Our tests aren't about using formulas correctly. Our tests are about applying formulas to NEW situations we have never encountered in our textbooks or lectures. Knowing the formulas only gets you a C on your homework.

Physics is a bitch. But I love it, cause I'm actually learning, applying myself, thinking... something the social sciences never provided.

Faithless - Salva Mea (Full Length)

Eric Whitacre - Eric Whitacre's Virtual Choir 2.0, 'Sleep'

Human collaboration is beautiful

M'Black - Heartbreak (Bare Noize Remix)

Absolutely dirty sex for the ears

Regina Spektor - "Us" [OFFICIAL video]

St. Vincent - All My Stars Aligned

Mmm beautiful woman, beautiful voice.

But on a good note...

Time to dance the night away at Life with JoJo. :]

It's weird how someone can break down in front of you and like some sage you understand everything they are saying but are helpless when they beg for you to erase the pain.

It's worse when that same person is one of your best friends and she has put herself through a fountain of misery to restore some semblance of what she once had. I learned the hard way that certain people don't really know what it is to love - at least at the moment - and if you try to restore the past your futures just become further apart. It's hard loving someone who doesn't know that there's serious issues with themselves and when the walls crumble they will do their best to make you a villain and hold you to standards that they themselves cannot fulfill. It does not make them bad people; they're just emotionally immature.

I feel for you. You're probably a closer friend than even Chazz on some occasions, and I love you, and I want to heal you. I've been through this shit. It'll get better. But how do I tell you to cut off contact and let him hate you?

Hey Sexy Lady - (Skrillex Dubstep remix) [HD]

Mt Eden Dubstep - Still Alive

Nneka - Heartbeat (chase & status remix)

Mhm.

I've jammed to this for months. Still not getting old.

Nocturnal Fest... :)

Above & Beyond feat. Richard Bedford - Sun & Moon (7 Skies Remix)

I felt something in my date today that I haven't felt in a very, very long time. I think this woman is special.

Playing by the lake with trance and dubstep is hella' fun, even with tired limbs and a hangover. I can't wait for the Electric Daisy Concert in June. :)I hope A&B attend.

Free Fallin' (with lyrics)

1.) Make sure it's night out.
2.) Drink a beer.
3.) Get in your car.
4.) Bring a close friend or two with you.
5.) Put this slow version of Free Fallin' by John Mayer on:



6.) Let the lyrics consume you.
7.) Love life.

I love raves. I love dancing.

That is all.

Blow

Playing Ke$he in a bar full of middle-aged couples while one of your best friends calls out her second shot? $20 (for the tab).

Driving around Plano with the windows down pumping video game music that is actually really cool? Priceless.



Haha.

March Madness

Some good beats to jam to at a party:



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZKFzTAilaQ

''raver's fantasy"

Just got back from five hours of raving with JoJo, and ... I'm exhausted. To put it lightly. But it was AWESOME.

By the way, listen to this:

It's increasingly obvious that pharmaceuticals producing Xanax, Adderal, etc. fund the War on Drugs because they know they can't patent recreational drugs.

I probably party too much.

Oh hey there

I created a Rubens Tube for when I teach about sound waves and air density this semester.



This is going to be so much fun to play dubstep to over the weekend. I'm just afraid how drunks will respond if the speaker catches on fire, heh.

Sundry winter excursions aside [no money =/], I'm exceedingly happy. One of those bizarre stages in your life where you love everyone, everywhere. Provoked by anthropomorphic Disney characters, two very great friends, and a healthy diet of sweet tea, perhaps. Or just peace. Or beer. Or new books. Or a new electric piano. Or the knowledge I'm a stronger person now who puts himself first and doesn't let himself be controlled. Or a combination thereof.

Fun song to listen to on the couch with a close group of friends. I'm sure being blazed would aid the melody, but weed ain't my drug of choice.

This past year has repeatedly imparted on me the realization most people are petty and only interested in self-gratification.

Peter Gabriel - Here Comes The Flood

I love the attributed dream behind why he wrote this song. What if all mental barriers fell and we could see, perhaps even experience, each other's true thoughts and emotions? This grand "step" would hit humanity like a Flood. There would "be no actors."

Life is a Mighty River Dammed Against Stone

I rush life at a homicidal pace.

This last month I had styled myself around the phrase "almost there." Almost 21. Almost done with college. Almost a science teacher. I lived under action verbs. For the first time since midterms of last semester, however, I spent the weekend at home studying and little more. Granted it was not by my own initiative as I had plans to spend Friday night with some friends at the Holy Grail Pub in Plano, but once that schedule was foiled by illness I decided that I needed to catch up on Calculus 3 and Statistical Physics assignments lest I suffer from bewilderment in class for the next two weeks.

Somewhere between the closing hours of Friday night and Saturday morning I thought about how I tend to overlook the present, the now. I'm a future-oriented person and will in all likelihood remain such, but I think I can do better about appreciating ongoing circumstances.

I've been on this path to self-awareness for sometime now by rebuilding a large network of friends, but I'll try to drive it forward. I've actually scheduled some great dates over the next few weeks over activities like wine tasting, book club meetings, dining in Dallas, and even archery training [lol].

City and Colour - Comin' Home

Beautiful song, if a bit sad.

Baby I like it

With the financial assistance of my parents I rented a suite for Saturday night. I'll be celebrating my 21st birthday in the company of my closest 10 friends. I thought about repeating JoJo's party experience at my house with over 40 people present, but some uninvited guests show up and they really can't hold their liquor.

I'm setting up the playlist right now. Needless to say Enrique Iglesia, Daft Punk, Nero, and Lil' Wayne (shots, shots, shots) will be our esteemed vocal guests.

Fuck it.

You're such a disgusting, manipulative, selfish, cowardly human being. I can't believe people approach me out of the blue informing me that you're still writing/saying shit and living in your fantasy world of "woe-is-me." Fuck you. You'll never find comfort and security in this life because you're clinically insane and in denial. You used me and complained cause I had emotional upheavals after you strung me along like an idiot - I was the "villain" who compelled you to have no life. Yeah, bullshit. It takes an idiot to claim someone doesn't commit to family when you're dragging them upstairs every chance you get. Go to fucking hell you monster. Losing the "comfort" of your ugly heart and ugly face was probably the healthiest change in my life.

13 days left...

Bond was incorrect: martinis should be stirred, not shaken.



Mumford and Sons is one of the few bands on the radio that consistently puts forward great material. I really, really like the song, Winter Winds - probably more than Little Lion Man.

lolwut?

Sad thing is I saw this in Denton at a party... I repeat, lolwut

Majesty, oh majesty

22 days left

Mmmmmm.