i just wrote a list of why i am happy today. then i lost it!!!
grr. i am not happy anymore.

you'll miss the sparkle that I endured
you'll miss the never ending lure
of something so pure
and considerate

i couldn't understand if you knew what you had
i had you
but maybe it was too much
for him to acknowledge

so you go and dissappear
and i'm left here
to sit and cry
wondering why im writing this

because i can't exactly put into words
how this hurts
or what it was
the fact that you couldn't kiss the one you loved.

you came in and collided
with an endearing force
and yet leaving on a good note
always hurts so much more

i wish i could just forget
all the memories, just regrets
pleasure is a pain
one we can't halt
love is one we can't stop

we only give
i never get.

today sucks.
people in this country suck.
i still think the country should split up....everyone south of the mason/dixon line and west of the mississippi...with the exception of california and washington and oregon...they can be their own country...like luxemborg. the northeast can be like switzerland.
the bush campaign basically won through the theory of fear and discrimination. although i believe the next four years will be filled with more death, destruction, outsourcing, unemployment, poverty, segregation, stupidity and hate--i am thankful that no one can change the philosophy and the spirit of america. im not getting blown up for writing this. so thank god for that.
i cannot believe 11 honkey states voted against gay marriage. what's next, seperate drinking fountains?
ugh. i don't even want to think about the next four years and what they will bring...possibly a move to toronto becaue i want be able to get a job HERE...but im going to keep fighting, and i hope everyone else does too.

congrats on being an awesome human being john kerry.....

thank you.

im ashamed to be a member of the media.
i HATE election nites. NOTHING is real or true, its all "estimated"
but i still have faith. it's jsut the crappy hick states that gravitate toward the big idiot.
hopefully someday i will be able to help reverse this yucky process of television media.

Cant really feel
Cant really beg
Cant breathe
Cant stop

Get out
Stop the wash
Of darkness over the senses
Of the cloud over my head

Suffocating
Screwing my insides
Tacking me to a wooden wall
With wooden guns
And clever pills

this is from yesterday...my song of the day? The End of the World--The Cure