Tuesday, November 4, 2008

History

fake it, your out of directions
fake it, you dont belong
fake it, you feel like ya back stabed
woowoo your suck a hypocrite

you gave up on your dreams along the way

White Americans what nothin better to do
Why don't ya kick yourself out, you're
an immigrant too.

Who's using who?
What should we do?
Well, you can't be a pimp and a prostitute, too.


And they try to tell us that we don't belong
But that's alright, we're millions strong
You are my people, you are my crowd, this is our music, we love it loud

Yeah, and nobody's gonna change me, 'cos that's who I am

Monday, November 3, 2008

I'm no meterologist but I'm pretty sure its rainin hoes

Monday, October 27, 2008

Ego is good, its the reason that guy wants you to be his surgant, its the reason that shes boarder line attracted to you. In medicine, have of pulling it off is believing that your the biggest smartest bad-ass of a docter to ever walk these halls. As I ganster leaned down the hallways in the rad new wheels I found by the dumpster, I couldn't help but think how ego affects everything. Without a healthy dose of it you cant trust yourself to do what you really want. But with too much ego you could end up losing something you still wished you had. But with the right amount, nothing can get in your way.

I think we'll be alright.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Change

People dont change. People will never change, they will always be the same people forever. The only thing that ever does change is the atrabutes of their personality that they show, but in the end, they will be the same person as they always were.

Too bad for those people who need to right?

Saturday, October 11, 2008

His Story

you see behind this borish provado of yours theres this parilyzing fear
of letting anybody in your life. and it wasnt cuz you wernt loved when you
were a kid, its because your so ego-centered that the love wasnt enough. so
you pulled pigtails and you pushed the fat kids into the dirt so no one
could ignore little parry.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Relationships, relationships are so frigal that it only takes one little offense and it can snowball on ya. And if that snowball starts to pick up speed god forbid, you better tuck and go my friend. BAM the shines off the apple, and thats when you realize that that pretty little girl you married isnt a pretty little girl at all, no shes a man-eater. And im not talkin about the ohh wow here she comes kind of man eater, Im talkin about the kind that uses your dignity as a dish towel to wipe up any shreads of manhood you have that might be stuck inside the sink. Of course I may have tormented her time to time but honest to God thats what I thought marrige was about so much so that at the end of that relationship i honestly dont know who i hated more, her or me. I used to sit around and wonder why our friends wernt trying to destroy eachother like we were. And here it turns out the answer was pretty simple, they wernt unhappy. We were.

Relationships dont work the way they do on television and in the movies. will they wont they and then they finally do and their happy forever. Give me a break 9 out of 10 of them will end because they wernt right for each other to begin with, and half the ones that get married get divorced anyway. And im telling you right now for all this stuff, i have not become a cinic, i havnt. Yes i do believe that love is mainly about pushing chocolate covered candies and you know, in some cultures a chicken. You can call me a sucker, i dont care. Cuz i do believe in it. Bottom line, couples who are truly right for each other wade through the same crap as everyone else but they dont let it weigh them down. One of those two people will stand up and fight for that relationship every time, if theyre right and real lucky. One of them will say something.

Monday, September 29, 2008

Why are we waiting

So let’s go back now to the times that were fun
I’m so sick of the lies that someone else’s mind has won
I don’t care what they think, I don’t care who all cares
I just don’t want you to leave

So get your car, I’ll meet you sometime tonight
I don’t care what we do, we can get in a fight
I’m so tired of living in this small, enclosed can
So let me out, we’ll have some fun, I’ll let you let me make the plans

Psalms 43:18-19

Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?