Currently Listening Tha Carter III By Lil' Wayne lollipop see related

there is no more yellowtail...

one sixteenth full is still optimism

I can go to the bar and only spend twenty bucks and have a great time. 

Work.  Work.  Work.  Sucks much.

I spend a lot of my time on the phone, or wishing I was on it rather. 

I don't really have a lot else to say.  I just want something that I will never have.

Coheed and Cambria - "Three Evils (Embodied in Love and Shadow)"
Across the floor in the hand of where we drove the drill
a cautious ear to the mouth of your confession
think of all the things we put him through
in the face of his god would he tell the truth?

still recorded were the words that dribbled out his kiss
when eyes go blind in this man of what could once become
sever the limbs off his torso in sleep
and burn what remains so the world may now see
no longer...will we wait for your answers
back to the hell where you've come from
think of all the times you've once had
write them in a letter that says goodbye

you'll listen to reason while you're face down in the dirt
you'll stomach the hurt and break for him here just how much he's worth

slowly discarded were the remains of his lonely youth
among the alley where the dwellers scare to notice
picture a young boy in pieces and streets with leveled malfunctions
no name to be called redeemer
We'll fix him restore him...with the love is no other
think of all the things you did before
write them in a letter that says reborn

you'll listen to reason while you're face down in the dirt
you'll stomach the hurt and break for him here just how much he's worth

following you across the interstate walking away...I'll fire on
following you across the interstate walking away...I'll fire on
following you across the interstate walking away...I'll fire on

on the wrong way out
on the causeway to neverwhere
on the wrong way out
on the causeway to neverwhere
on the wrong way out
on the causeway to neverwhere

dear my friends in the time we've spent forever after beyond this when will our nightmare ever end?
dear my friends in the time we've spent forever after beyond this when will our nightmare ever end?

pull the trigger and the nightmare stops...
pull the trigger and the nightmare stops...
pull the trigger and the nightmare stops...
forever you will, forever you will learn

Justin

Currently Listening Sticks and Stones By New Found Glory Forget My Name see related

plaster dented from my fist

Growing.  In many ways.  I think maybe for the better.  Some not.  Either way it's a start.  I mean time is the one thing that will never stop.  Always ticking.  Even if the ticks are what end up driving me insane it still rolls on.  I don't know.  I am trying to think too much.  Trying to put a meaning on everything.  I can't seem to just let things happen and accept them as just life and things that are going to happen.  Character flaw number 2,056.  

Less than one month left at my summer job!  Woot!  I could have a siezure.  Out of happiness of course.

Justin 

Currently Listening Dressed Up As Life By Sick Puppies my world see related

finally growing weary of waiting to be consumed by you

Driving home from work.  Cool air rushing past my window.  Im thinking.  Going way back.  It's late.  I'm on the back of the flat bed.  Side loader clanking as we start to get closer to the next wind row.  Grandpa is driving the truck.  Im thinking that I wish I was anywhere in the world other than in that hay field.  Other than Kansas.  The wind brings me back to Missouri, and I'm thinking.  I wish I was fifteen in a hay field in Kansas on the back of a flat bed truck with my grandpa driving.  I wish I would have said things.  We were never the kind of family that said "I love you".  But thinking now that there could be a possibility that I never will be able to...To tell him that no matter what he was always my favorite.  That I learned the most from him even if I waited until later in life to apply it.  I don't know.  I just wish he could live forever. 

The Collective You - "The Bronze Age"
sifting through an unborn sky
fingers stirring clouds in my drink
calls out a million voices with one word
what in the hell is going on?
with a clear sense of purpose
bring out the worst in all of us
legendary.

haven't seen the sun in several days
difficulty growing shallow in my chest
just another step that's all your asking
the legs are just broken

humility is what has become
meeting a stare is impossible
I'm finally free to the cage of acceptance
accept that it's never going home
bars made of broken glass
standing in the rain
difficult.

Justin

Currently Listening All's Well That Ends Well By Chiodos ONE DAY WOMEN WILL ALL BECOME MONSTERS!!!!!!(That Day was September 16, 2006) see related

im the cat youre the mouse on a string

A lot to say.  Maybe a lot I'm thinking.  Waking up drenched in cold.  Your 2:38am text message speaks volumes.  Taking up space in one city and living in another.  Crumbled up paper.  Written on.  Erased.  Written on.  Erased.  Torn.  Discarded.  Electronic signatures still burning holes in me.  Exhausted doesn't mean anything.  I'm a zombie.  One notion.  This is really starting to depress me.  As if thinking and action weren't enough?  Maybe if you keep reaching out and everytime a little more of your finger gets cut off you'll eventually stop?  No.  Too dumb for all that.  I'll pull back a stump before I quit.  So who's fault is it then?  Definetly not yours.  You are displaying your position clearly.  I'm just too ignorant to see.  To blind to know my advance will soon be met by withering machine gun fire and a rain of artillery.  Casualties of war...

Justin