Month: July 2009

Lyrics that fit the way I feel often times:I try to do what’s right for meBut no one sees the way I seeAnd then I try to please them soBut how far can this pleasing go Sometimes I cry cause I’m confusedIs that a fact of being usedThere is no life for me at allCause…

As I walked into the mall to go to work the mall music system started playing PYT and guess what? I was just listening to the Demo version in the car. God is good on the lift my spirits tip. by

God, I don’t want to be here. I am invisible and the static is uncomfortable. I was at Wal-Mart earlier and they were playing the Thriller video on some big screen TV and a handicap old white lady and her companion were stopped in the isle watching. It irritates me to no end that NOW…

Now, that question should be sent to Steven Hawking. by

I don’t think I’m really afraid of death. It’s something we can’t avoid. I just don’t want it to hurt. by

Was just at Wal-Mart. Some dude who undoubtedly is white named Ian Halperin has a book out about Mike. From the cover it looks to be about the last years of his life. It’s titled UNMASKED. Capitalist Pig! He ain’t been gone a month! Also, the globe has a headline that says Mama Kate, Diana…

People are inherently evil. by

I’m afraid of how Mike’s music, likeness, and legacy will be manipulated at the hands of Sony and Tommy Matolla. God, Mike I miss you so much. by

I’m not a good sleeper. I have to be dead tired to lie down and be asleep in 10 minutes. I toss and turn and think a lot. Sometimes I wish I could stop thinking so I can go to sleep, but it doesn’t stop. I just have to let my body do what it…

I need peace from other people’s problems. They weigh heavily on my soul and I want nothing more than to flee. Have you ever known someone who operates stupidly? Like, they’ll call and ask you to do something. Then won’t give you the details. They’ll say, Call me when you are ready and I will…