Once upon a time, in a land far far away, a cow named Melissa and a donkey named Max were getting ready to set out on a long journey across uncharted plains. Max, was accustomed to only say lies, on the other hand Melissa was as truthful as can be. Together they started their journey, and came across an alligator. The alligator asked "Can you please help me strangers? I need to move my furniture...

Marilyn Manson is my favorite band. Not only is his music amazing, but it's really smart. I try analyzing his albums as much as I can. Mechanical Animals is by far my favorite. Lyrically is unbelievable, musically remarkable, and image-wise amazing. Their music isn't like most bands. It's not a catchy song that becomes a single and that's the only good song in the record. His music is not inspired...

In case you're wondering why I have stopped writing poems with a lot of hatred, and violence; it's because I don't have it in me anymore. That drive, that voice, that pure yet simple energy that would guide me in my writing is no longer with me. Instead, I have been writing more on the lovey-dovey side. Which isn't bad. I've always written lovely poems, but now it's all I write. When I try to...

I haven't felt this way in a long time. It is all Raul's fault for being so vulnurable. It's just sometimes I feel weak. I just think it's hard to live in a world where you can be executed for your beliefs and appearence. It's a white world, show a hint of color and they will hurt you. I feel none of my ideas, writings, paitings, pictures, and effort I put into my art is being recognized. Not that...