Blood On The Rise Its Following Me!

You're fucking detrimental to my psyche kid. Day after day I lose to you. Some time in our not too distant future we'll have to grit this one out in all it's blood and glory. We'll break to that fatal straw. I look forward to it. You don't even know it's coming.

Once upon a lookin-for-donna time

Oh donna oh oh donna oh oh oh lookin for my donna!
I often feel like I'm living in the wrong era, surrounded by the wrong people. I have an urge to blow it all and live by the hippy ideals, rock'n'roll hippies... Free love, music and daisies.

Run Dry

There are some who will never learn from the past. Nor learn for the future. They will do the same thing, make the same mistakes, over and over. Put the same confidence in the same people who will never be worthy of it. Ask the same why's and get the same answers, and never believe them.
I find myself run dry, seeing the same thing happen again and again to the same people. Trying to break away but being sucked back on in to console and give the same advice, support for the same reasons, distract from the same cause. And there, when I look, I am beginning to be just like them, getting caught in the same trap time after time.
Knowledge is the first step in a revolution.