certain songs they get so scratched into our souls

i feel like i wouldn't like me if i met me, i feel like you wouldn't like me if you met me...there's nothing to live for when i'm sleeping alone...i won't be saved...now that i've met you, would you object to never seeing each other again? ...will you be me? will you be me? wear my clothes, drink my coffee, write my mommy, do my homework, feed my babies, fight my crazies?

there are very few problems in life that can't be solved by brute force

for example: iraq

there are nights when i think that sal paradise was right

why is happy better than sad?
so many orphans
suffer little children
but then again, you're used to that
i am my hopelessly romantic notion
that someone somewhere could feel something
sometime, or now
but wishing won't make it so

we drink
and we dry up
and now we cruble into dust

"someone should take him up on that offer"

today 33 students died in a gun massacre at virginia tech

at the 2000 National Rifle Association convention, while brandishing an antique Sharp's Rifle over his head, Charlton Heston, then the association's president and spokesmen, proclaimed that Al Gore , the democratic presidential candidate at the time, would take his Second Amendment rights "from my cold, dead hands". He repeated these five words in announcing his resignation in 2003, again raising a rifle over his head