I Am The Assasin Of My Dreams.

I'm Constantly Around People That Talk A Lot But Say Nothing. A Sad Case.

Am I Self-righteous? Why Not? It's Not Like I Can Count On You To Be Righteous For Me.

I Am A White Guy In America With An Education, Albeit High School, But A Pretty Good One. Another Guy From A Different Demographic Or Different Ethnicity In America Can Look At Me And Say, "you Take A Lot For Granted." Well... Okay. I Just Live In A White Male American Reality, Where I Hear You But I Don't Know If I Necessarily Read You.

I'm Always Looking, People Are Always Presenting And I Have Found That Every Year Of My Life There's Been Great Bands. All Over The World, All The Time. So When Someone Goes, "music Sucks Now!" I'll Go, "i Don't Think So. Not Over At My House."

He Looked At Her Something Turned Cancerous He Was In Love.