things ive learned

the person you least expect to hurt you, normaly does the best job of doing just that.

love is a word passed to easily

it is hard to realize who your real freinds are

not everyone is an enemy

believe in yourself because no one else will,

most people talk about theyre dreams very few people go for them

people are like many things most people can be classifeid in one of four catagories
1. sheep   2. zombies
3. cattle  4. lemmings

most people care to much about what others think and miss out on alot of things

people who insult others normaly have a low self esteem

true love only has to be found once

who are you to say what is right
who are you to question my sanity
who are you to make judgements about me

i have more to say
i am very different then most, and happy to be so,
i would go to church if i had more faith, or if they added a slip and slide in the middle asile
"heresy"
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[email protected] i think this is my other one
heresy --------------------------sober
climax---------------------------stoned
ky kid---------------------------drunk
nothing is personal, pain is the only thing no one can take from you.
rocknroll is in my soul being infront of an audience is the best feeling i have ever experianced, better then sex, its how love should feel,



the mullet, some think it is a hair-doo that is long dead, some think it was a romour
well the mullet is real, and they must be stopped, i am all for freedom of choice and expression, but come on, a mullet,
a hair-dont, named after a fish.
DISLIKES OF MINE (not mullet heads)
the olsen twins, carnies, mullets, ignorent ppl, racists, bigbird, fate ,most small children,theres more but im at a loss,

LIKES OF MINE:
music, poems, movies that dont suck,
honesty, nudity, cats, guitar, singing infront of the mirror, food, animals,
(exception to bigbird) rocknroll
my favorite movies include: the crow   __  swingers  __ office space __ snatch
my first performance and my thumb  and finger get cut, so im playing my set , strumming with my bleeding finger tips, blood on my strings, blood on my guitar, the show must go on, i didnt feel pain, i enjoyed the stage, i licked the guitar when it was over, rocknroll forever.
when i was a kid, very young and innocent, my older brother came out of the washroom and invited me in, he pointed into the toilet bowl, at his floating
log, and said.,"look mike, a dinosaur."i looked at it, and picked it up, thats when my mom walked in,
i looked at her, with eyes of innocence, a peice of shit dripping in my hands, and said, "look mom, a dinosaur,"
i am a writer i am a rockstar i am me i am unique i am a rebel i am an outcast i am living i am real, i am giving, dont give yourself to anybody unless you want to be stepped on, because people will walk all over you if you let them, the truth scares people,
most people would rather live in denial then acceptance, people know alot of the answers to the problems we have but dont like the discomfort of the means,
my poems
some thoughts
my first offense
i was tired when i wrote this
some art
the mullet hunt
this is me
some ranting
life
short stories
lost writing
reflection
journal
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