my life is an open blog.

"your name is dripping from my pen."

you can find me on a table full of vodka and tequila.
surrounded by some bunnies, and it ain’t fuckin’ easter.

"now i’ve reached my element, you better move over."

i am heaven sent. don’t you dare forget.

i will take you as you are.

please accept me as i am.

find your lonely life bizarre.

i know it’s above you.

i know it’s below me.

"every day ought to be a bad day for you."

forget everything you think you know about me.

oh i’m in trouble again, aren’t i?

i thought as much.

i’m the hero of the story. don’t need to be saved.

"power to the people.
we don’t want it, we want pleasure.
and the tv’s try to rape us, and i guess that they’re succeeding.
now we’re going to these meetings, but we’re not doing any meeting.
and we’re trying to be faithful, but we’re cheating, cheating, cheating."

"let’s get these teen hearts beating faster, faster."

"we’re living in a den of thieves,
rummaging for answers in the pages.
we’re living in a den of thieves,
and it’s contagious."

"i’m moving to new york, cause i’ve got problems with my sleep."

"i called and called, but i can’t get through.
he says he’s on his own, but his own is you."