ah to the dream that steals my heart, ah to the graces that embrace my soul, ah to the beautiful eyes that stare deep into mine and take away my every sorow, dreamer am i, and yet my reality has become to amaze me, life has amaze me,

i have stood at the peak, staring into the black sun, in hand i have the ablity to take away or enjoy my life, and slowly i crept down the mountain, i looked up and felt myself happier in footing,

but wait, who is this, a friend, a foe, a nothing, but a friend he was indeed,

he hugged me as a friend, a human, not as a man, a women, and i realized, i am.

then silently as his guitar fell to his back he faded

but among the gifts this friend bestoyed to me, he gave the most precious, he gave me you.









to you beautiful a gift



sorry, wonderful, there will be no text tonight, i had a beautiful poen writ, but this one is better, and some text, but my fucking comp locked up like a mother fucker, and i couldn't save shit, mother fucker, that pisses me off,

anyway i miss you.......







to all the people looking over michelles shoulder right now, hello, if your looking over her shoulder apparently your a friend, ill have to meet you sometime, it would be my pleasure, but until then best of wishes, well unless your that little bastard kid that doesnt have any business looking over her shoulder, yeah, you nosy little bastard, yeah your the one, dont you have something better to do like remind the teacher she forgot about the test!!!




well beautiful eve 6 is ringing on hte radio and the sand man beck-onds me, (hopefully he will bring you to my dreams) if not, hes a fucking bastard.



well as i said before, i ll miss you. beautiful

well ill be damned, its a pic of me