Contrary to popular belief:

I'm complicated.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.



9.29.2009

Was gonee for a while .

Dont be upset guys !
I was on computer hiatus .
And house hunting .
Because Im moving ! Finallyyyy !

To Waterside supposedly .
Which means I'll go to Travis my senior year .
I'll be a loner .
And have no friends .
Anyway , I forgot to post this video from like August .
Here It is :)