We'll live in the filth of the city of strangers, and we'll love it.

You're a breath of life in this dying place. And you inspire me. We'll watch this doomed world burn, together. We have the arts on our side, my images and your sound, we can show the world a reflection of it's twisted fate, and maybe for a moment open a few eyes, this is what I want to do before I die. We stand on the streets, selling wisdom and watching the passersby turn a blind eye on the truth. As much as it should enrage me, refuse to let the anger in, I'll just do my best and I'll be satisfied as long as I have you at my side.
We'll have an apartment and every pet known to man, there will be red wine and rum in the cupboard, the furniture will smell of incense, we'll never turn off the music except when we watch a movie, and we'll make a mess and never clean it up.

Our shadows are giants.

Our shadows are giants
Giants behind us
They know our fate
The irony stricken audience
Filled with anger
Filled with hate
The torturous curse of clairvoyance

Dream VS Reality

Music and reading inspire my writing. Two parts of my mind are always fighting. One wants me to leave life and fate to do what it wants to do, and the other wants to lead my life and hates to do what fate wants to do. Says 'lets separate from the conformity of late, take the path of no regrets and never ever fret over how many times it changes lines to a different destination.' *"People told me slow my roll, I'm screaming out fuck that! Imma do just what I want lookin’ ahead no turnin’ back!" But the other side of my mind wins when I can't leave love for fun, I would never neglect my friends or love, if I did I don't know what I'm thinking of... what could I do if I lost all I knew? My life is wrapped around and in my happiness that's bound to him.

*Quote from Persuit of Happiness, by Kid Cudi, featuring MGMT and Ratatat.
I recommend it. Good song.

2/23/10

I stepped in gum today.
I also sat in gum today.
I'm starting to hate gum.

School days are just a series of unfortunate events, with brainwashing fitted in between, and all it does is surround your senses with a mind numbingly apathetic cloud of boredom.

Alee's First Word

It would be frightening ... if giraffes could fly.