hello everyone, janae if you are reading this tell all the other peeps to do so, I'm in Bordeaux at the moment, last night I saw a frech ska band and did the transatlantic skank, but I slmoked too much hash or drank too much wine on only 2 hours of sleep, Paris was wonderful it smells great, I learned that Notre Dam smells like every other church on the planet and the venus de mayo has ass clevage...I miss you all hardcore, I cant get on LJ but I'll try again soon, don't be hating Mel said things are a little crazy back there, tell paula I love her and miss her
au revoir guys

The Drain
we all know content means too bored to be sad
times like these i'm glad I don't own a gun
I know, but I can't help but fucking myself in the head with unattainable ideals
cursed thought...there's no hope for bliss in this skull
just another whiny, angst-filled, fuck up
with his notebook and his camera
thinking he has a chance to change the world

I know I can't change the world
failed attempts make good stories
told over over-priced coffee in sad little cafés
and bad acoustic songs
and useless poems
and vapid conversations
and eyes that sing defeat, but forgot long ago how to cry
and the broken girls, with their desperate smiles
I think it's enough to make a career out of downfall
and to die happy with my sadness
with my oh so cliché charcoal soul

I think I may actually start to use this online journal to type out all the shit I write in my real journal...maybe then people will actually read my writing instead of just looking at the attached photo...anyway here goes:

Simplicity and Flow
the essence of a calm night
sometimes words left unsaid
bare more meaning
than vapid conversation
tonight smells like the begining of an end

Much thanx to sam my camera now works with my computer...so expecty a shitload of new photos within the next week or so

I now have a new computer...and I'm submitting back pics from my personal stock. I still can't get my camera to upload to this computer...I think the cable's fucked...I don't know...