when life gets real...

...it tends to suck.

news:

- i continue to amaze myself with my completely-effing up abilities, i actually have quite a knack for it.
- i'm consoled by my Father, as well as the greatest band that has ever lived:

(they seriously will eat your favorite band for breakfast. )


i usually don't read it when people post poems or lyrics to their blog.
but i'm going to do it anyways because this one is truly a keeper.
(read it like you mean it boy)

light that fuse, back up three steps, and bite down on that bullet.
you've been doing this for way too long, and it can't be fixed.
don't worry, it can't be fixed,
so pull up that chair, and suck down that trouble.

misery is the fuel that keeps this broken down, lifeless instrument running.
i'm sinking in cursory and i'm sinking headfirst.

clear your dusty throat and taste that stiletto.
can you taste that metal?
don't worry it can't be fixed.
don't worry it can't be fixed, so don't worry.

light that fuse, back up three steps, and sink without trace.
hold me down till i stop crying.
i don't want to feel this anymore.
hold you down cause you're not trying.
i don't want to kill you anymore.

is this what you were designed for?
did you think that you had it coming?
hell follows with you.

an incredible work of art

if you let it, this song will rip apart your soul, i recommend you try it.

"open water" - thrice



ten thousand men sleep down with davy jones,
with stolen treasure they tithe.
the open water chills me to my bones,
but it's the only place that i feel alive.

the ocean floor begins to disappear,
i sense that terrible depth.
the open water is my only fear,
but i'll sail as long as i still have breath (in me).

i'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you,
'cause it gives and it takes away.

between the devil and the deep blue sea
i stare into the abyss.
the open water is an awful thing,
but i'm anxious 'till the anchor is aweighed.

i'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you,
'cause it gives and it takes away.

uh oh.

i got really curious and i listened to the jonas brothers version of the song "year 3000" a few days ago.
and wow i'm so freaking hooked on it.
fortunately, i only find this mildly embarrassing.

but like... holy dang.
how is a song this catchy? it makes no sense.
i'm going to go dance now.

i should sleep though...
but lyk WATEVR lawl.

aside from this perfect pop-gem, i've also recently discovered Dent May & His Magnificent Ukulele
i like him a lot too.

please try tell me this is not as addictive as hard drugs (you can't)

musics.

i'm digging these albums so freaking much lately.

they're not in any particular order except for white pony.
the deftones have definitely reclaimed the title of "kenny's present favorite band"

push back the square,
now that you need her. but you don't,
so there you go.

i'm going to go get a burrito.
oh and new layout! :D

i won! (sort of) :D

i had been working on my entry for this contest for two weeks, and it payed off. this isn't arrogant, i'm just really happy :)

tell me, how do you feel?

like a dumpster covered in a cute wallpaper...not great. pretty low actually.
i'm sick, i have an ear infection in both ears. but i guess the antibiotics are helping.

being sick, i've missed a few days of school. however i think this will be okay. i find it sort of adventurous catching up in school.... sort of.

sometimes i feel that God allows me to get sick like this to help me remember my insignificance. to get my head out of the clouds and quit screwing around. and i think it's working.
this sickness will go away soon (and someday i will too)

however, i'm still alive, i still have faith, i still believe in love, and i love you.

attention stalkers!
[you know who you are]

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- pictures courtesy of www.woostercollective.com -

compliments are weird.

my camera and i. LOVE each other.

i realized that i'm not as bad as receiving compliments as i think i am.
also, people like my painting a lot more than i thought they would. this is encouraging for me.

and i killed a baby rattlesnake today.