Thursday, December 30, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Thursday, December 9, 2010

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how straight the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
while you are away
my heart comes undone
slowly unravels in a ball of yarn
the devil collects it with a grin
our love in a ball of yarn
he'll never return it
when you come back we'll have to make new love
my heart comes undone
slowly unravels in a ball of yarn
the devil collects it with a grin
our love in a ball of yarn
he'll never return it
when you come back we'll have to make new love
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
"Drinking is an emotional thing. It joggles you out of the standardism of everyday life, out of everything being the same. It yanks you out of your body and your mind and throws you against the wall. I have the feeling that drinking is a form of suicide where you’re allowed to return to life and begin all over the next day. It’s like killing yourself, and then you’re reborn."



































