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Yes, i’m spinny, odd, off, "funny", strange, eclectec, eccentric, weird, etc...
But I was BEFORE the drugs too.
Hehe.



And so begins the story of me.




I have a tendancy to complicate things, so i try to keep it simple.


~*§~Happiness~§*~

mE:
. altruistic . amazed . bohemian . broke . caring . carefree . cautious . curious . cute .
creative . disapointed . dreaming . eccentric . eclectic . expectant . frivolous . full of
useless information . giving . glowing . goofy . happy . hippi . honest . hopeful . horny
. humanitarian . hurt . idealistic . indecisive . infallable . intelligent . intuitive .
krazy . lacking direction . late . lonely . loud . loving . loyal . lush . naive .
observational . original . outgoing . outrageous . overanalyzing . patient . perceptive .
philisophical . princess . procrastinator . sensitive . silly . skeptical . smiley .
strange . stubborn . utilitarian . vegetarian . wide eyed . wonderous .




**I am an enigma wrapped in mystery smothered in secret sauce**







♥♥
. ♂s . campfires . colour . family . family guy . giggles . glitter .
good friends . good intentions . guitars . holidays . hugs . juice . kande . kissing .
kitties . learning . music . partying . philosophy . pictures . psychology . raves .
reading . simpsons . singing . smiles . spirituality . starry nights . summer . sunlight .
waterbeds . writing .



. assholes . bad intentions . capitolism . conformity . corporate whores . corruption .
dishonesty . government . media . money . organized religion . power . school system .
selfishness . television .



♪Music♪
Anthony Keidis
Blue Rodeo
Bob Segar
Cake
Christina Aguilera
Counting Crows
D-Minus
David Bowie
David Wilcox
Dieselboy
Digable Planets
Disco
DJ Irene
Eighties music
Elton John
Happy Hardcore
Hardcore
Hardhouse
Hixxy
Fiona Apple
Johnny Cash
Jungle
Lauren Hill
Madonna
Metric
Nelly Fertado
Nirvana
No Doubt
Outkast
Pearl Jam
Pink Floyd
Portishead
Radiohead
Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Rolling Stones
Sam Roberts
Scott Brown
Soul Coughing
Sublime
System of a Down
Tenatious D
The Presidents of the United States of America
Tom Petty
Tracy Bonham
Untied
Weezer
Whitestripes
Wu-tang
Wyclef

anything with a little soul or funk







I don’t want to change so the world will accept me, I want the world to change so I can be
accepted.



I really like people who can see past their own hands.



ps - this is also my favorite thing ever
http://www.members.shaw.ca/ddh2/chin2.html

From the jacket of The Whitestripes "Elephant":

This album is dedicated to, and is for, and about the death of the sweetheart. In a
social plane, impossible to exist, and in memories, past defeating present. We mourn the
sweethearts loss in a disgusting world of opportunistic, lottery ticket holders caring
about nothing that is long term, only the cheap thrill, the kick, the for the moment
pleasure, the easy way out, the braging rights and trophy holding. The thirteen year old
tattoo, the hard attitude, devil may care, don’t call your parents, drink, insult, thank
only yourself, and blame the rest if you don’t get yours. Gone to the ether, gone to your
mother’s hope chest, buried in the boot of the rocker, the trunk of the car, and they get
laughs, they get home late, they missed the rent, they forgot your money, they’ve got a
new friend, they won’t be told they are wrong.

Burn baby burn, take the trash to the living room, laugh at the sweetheart, you and your
friend can kill it if television’s aim is bad, break it, hard or die. Hard or die. It
keeps going, you’re not wrong, don’t worry about it, what matters? You’re having fun
right? Break the rules rebel, break them hard, help yourself. Make yourself at home, turn
on the video games, don’t bother to contact, gorge yourself, it’s all here for you, take
your sweet time, if you’re confronted by it, blow it off and get paid quick. This is what
it’s all about, and we’re with you baby, take my bite as high support, take my argument as
just something that’s my problem, you don’t need this, you need to please yourself. The
dream is alive and well, and we don’t want to wake up from it. Ethics, morals, spirits,
breakfast cereals.

Honesty in bloom, heart on sleeve, life ever exposed and safe, Courtesy to them and
all you know, cinnamon and cider mills past last night’s drenched roof shingles, down and
cotton covered breath, out in the open with nothing to hide, mention of soft paper and
pine, soda powder and brown paper bags, angora and hound’s tooth, youth and canvas, fresh
colour, blind chance and forward stumble, scarlet mood, and white ivory shimmering laugh,
safe in mind and comfort in home, absent of flies and anger, blankets of your own, peaches
in cellar, subtle hair and skin, sand and leaf, felt napkin and clothing line, warm air
from heating vent, snow on ground, reunions of sane unforced presence, motherly
intervention held in suspense, enraptured holy sight, reception in halls, your Sunday go
to meeting, your helping hand, your summersault, your attic, your home and your
preservation, so simple, so untouched, this is as wise as raven and as easy to trust, yet
have they known, and yet may they wonder, with words and thought and thorn, this spirit
and persona under.

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big
television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin
openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest
mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and
matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking
fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting
on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk
food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a
miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you
spawned to replace yourself.

Choose your future.

Choose life.

Treat other people the way you would want to be treated
If you can read this, you are lucky. You have food in your belly and the ability
to read and are probably warm and clean and safe and have family and friends to rely on.
You’re probably in good health and have hope and opportunity at your fingers. Appreciate
that, and don’t take it for granted, most people that are born on earth aren’t so
lucky.
Spread love, the world has enough hate, and hate and love BOTH breed.
Respect the earth, you owe it atleast that, it will take 5 minutes to find a
garbage can instead of litter, and there will be one on your way... just put it in your
pocket for 5 minutes! Walking is fun.
Throw away your television
Mind over Matter
Aquis avant (mais avec) inne
Don’t judge someone until you have walked a mile in their shoes









Coleybear

A hundred days have made me older
since the last time that i saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
and i don’t think i can look at this the same
but all the miles that separate
disapear now when i’m dreaming of your face

I’m here without you baby
but you’re still on my lonley mind
I think about you baby
and i dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but you’re still with me in my dreams
and tonight it’s only you and me

The miles just keep rolling
as the people lead their way to say hello
I’ve heard this life is overrated
but i hope that it gets better as we go

I’m here without you baby
but you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and I dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but you’re still with me in my dreams
and tonight girl it’s only you and me

Everything I know
and anywhere i go
It gets hard but it wont take away my love
and when the last one falls
when it’s all said and done
It gets hard but it wont take away my love

I’m here without you baby
but you’re still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
and i dream about you all the time
I’m here without you baby
but you’re still with me in my dreams
and tonight girl it’s only you and me

[gray]R.I.P. Nicole Dawn Morey
Oct 25th 1981 - Oct 2nd 2003

I’m sensitive and i’d like to stay that way
- Jewel Kilcher


It is better to have something to remember than nothing to regret.
-Frank Zappa

[sarcasm]Oh ya, and I love it when randoms ask me for naked pictures and
then get mad when I say no.[/sarcasm]











cuz.itz.like.that.-.and.thatz.the.way.it.is