Type O

Nothing like Type O Negative from the crack of dawn to really get into the Christmas spirit. Just reminds me of my signed CD case minus a CD, how great things used to be when I was younger, and how alone I feel now. Despite the encompassing melancholy, I think I will leave the tunes on. I find an odd comfort in the familiar and the gothic.

College

Got my schedule. Starting full-time at IRSC January 7th. Not like anyone cares.

Perfect song for the moment

( I seriously feel like I could of written these lyrics. God, how I love this song.)

Running out of ways to run
I can't see, I can't be
Over and over and under my skin
All this attention is doing me in

Fuck it all
Fuck this world
Fuck everything that you stand for
Don't belong, don't exist
Don't give a shit
Don't ever judge me

Picking through the parts exposed
Taking shape, taking shag
Over and over and under my skin
All this momentum is doing me in

Fuck it all
Fuck this world
Fuck everything that you stand for
Don't belong, don't exist
Don't give a shit
Don't ever judge me

And don't you fucking judge me

You got all my love living in your own hate
Dripping hole, man, hard step, no fate
Show you nothing, I ain't holding back
Every damn word I say is a sneak attack
When I get my hands on you
Ain't a fucking thing you can do
Get this, 'cause you're never gonna get me
I am the very disease you pretend to be

I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that makes you move
I am the push that makes you move!!

Fuck it all
Fuck this world
Fuck everything that you stand for
Don't belong, don't exist
Don't give a shit
Don't ever judge me

Fuck it all
Fuck this world
Fuck everything that you stand for
Don't belong, don't exist
Don't give a shit
Don't ever judge me