May282012

It’s interesting to think of the tattooed boys and the tattooed girls; their lives and their needs; what they feel and what they eat; how they fuck and how they sleep. Watch them try to find a string of words that not only make sense to them but make them feel a feeling that’s real and helps them deal with the feeling they can’t help but feel.

Walking down the avenue/I think of you/and what avenue you walk down in whatever country/and in whatever town/wonder if you’re down/wonder if you’re true/and really wonder/why it is/I bother/to think of you

When the record skips the kids all jump the gun/because they can’t have fun/without the noise of the drums/so baby won’t you come?/down with me/we won’t stop at sixth street/tonight we’ll beat the heat/head down to the river’s edge/or the Kensington ledge/steal a bag of bread/from the sunny side safe way/and meet me there today/maybe we can forget about yesterday

My memories from the secret spot
between the trees
My memories, forget me not
between the weeds
baby bring it on, you said
and I did
oh, I did

9PM

 Take her hands in the afternoon light
 hold her close
 not too close
 but just right

 The shades are drawn
 nearly all the way down
 almost
 but not quite

 And when she opens her eyes
 You open your eyes
 When she lets out a sigh
 You let out a sigh
 Every time
 every time

You fall asleep
between the sheets
and the heat
is just right

 When you both wake
  Nearly
 the same time
 But not quite

 You both crack a smile
 when you open your eye
 so wide
 so fuckin’ wide
Every time
every time

And you shake
when you’re cold
and she shakes
when she’s cold
You’re both just human
you’ve been told
you’ll get old
you’ll get old

10AM
Laura Jane Grace’s stage debut

Laura Jane Grace’s stage debut

May222012

You Are Not A Free Thinker Part 1

The things you are saying and doing are a product of your surroundings. Your thought patterns are regurgitated quotes from the people who have molded your habits in life, whatever they may be. It is important that we spend a lot of our lives educating ourselves. Yes, many of us in places like an alternative music scene are doing so, but we do not understand what it means to truly educate ourselves. So, let us break it down.

 From a very young age, we are forced into education due to the norm of society. We spend our first few years being educated naturally by whatever parental figures we have at our disposal, as well as extended Family and others who happen to be around. This we cannot control. Things are defined and laid out for us. Therefore, when we are trapped into the conventional mold of education - let it be private, or public - we are braced with flat out definitions of what everything means. What we learn is a science, and everything has a right answer. This is vastly untrue, and a misconceived way to raise our children.

 A large amount of us remain in this education path for our youth, attempting to please the right and steer away from the wrong without learning why the answer is interpreted as either. We learn by the book, and an open discussion of the book itself is thrown to the wayside until we leave the education system.

 For us that exit at a young age, we remain attempting to educate ourselves while grasping at a life where we can live and work and integrate ourselves into society. The widespread failure in education of yourself is that you have spent the majority of your life not knowing how to think freely, even if you believe you have. Those books you dive into during whatever spare time you might obtain between working long hours, having fun, and growing into an adult have no objective way of reaching your brain. Print is fact. Film is magic. Music is potent. Everything remains in fact, and your opinion and thoughts - as much of a natural part of you they may feel - are simple falsities created by your notion of right and wrong that has been built up by you and yourself over the years.

But it isn’t your fault.

No one has told you otherwise.

Things in your life may have made you feel like you are grasping at that straw, reaching for the freedom of your own mind, but you never fully have grabbed it. You proceed to create a notion that your mind is a free, vast ocean of individuality. Your taste presents itself as something that is yours, and will never belong to another. Your opinions feel as if you created them alone. 

None of it is true. It is pieces of you as well as pieces of the people who have created you. You are spending time quoting your heroes, your idols, your gods, your books, your films, and your artists without creating or being objective of them.

It’s time for a change.

May172012

“I am the luckiest girl ever to have him in my life.”


I want to be civil and not hate you, but you such a fucking turncoat uncle tom bitch.

May152012

All anyone does is talk about drinking. I know, because I used to do it too. I can’t sleep so far this week. All I think about is Tom Gabel and wanting to write a letter explaining how we are the most right-wing city in Canada but the punks will be out and showing our support when AM! comes back. I bought new speakers today for my turntable but I need a receiver amp. I listened to the new Copyrights album with them and it sounded amazing.

I don’t wanna go.

May142012

Dedicated to you

There is a shallow heat I will never understand as I sit on the can with the light on me. Some of us will never know what it’s like to be truly alone, deeply disconnected from ourselves and our bodies. Some of us will never know what it’s like to be a whole, trapped in our souls with no where to hide. So we surround ourselves with the clicks and whistles, the guitar solos and re-told stories or jokes and anecdotes. No matter how hard we try to survive, we’re all dying inside. No matter how hard we try to disregard the moments that shaped us, it’s who we’ve become.

And those nights where I wanted to be alone. The times where I wanted to shut my mind off. Those nights where I wanted to crush it up. They all ended up in front of a dirty bathroom mirror with a sink running cold water, wondering if I should shave or give up. I always shaved, because giving up is giving in, and life is what you make it.

So fuck the rest, be yourself. Love who you fuck and love to be fucked.

May112012

Let’s break down my month plus of sober living and

how it’s affected my finances.

An exercise in fun!

Total credit card payments = 711.77

Total credit purchases = 229.42

Total service charges (the worst) = 89.77

Credit balance = 1,302.94 (lowest it’s been in about a year)

Bank account balance = 452.49

Cash on hand = approx 160

Probably dumb for the internet to have all this information, but I’m proud of myself. :D

8PM
May102012
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