new years

so new years was a blast. here are some pics with a little flash technique as well as some others



quite enjoyable right! no photoshop what-so-ever.

love

why pluck one string when you can strum the guitar

i would like to get my hands on an electric guitar. cause i would like to make some noise. get up beat and out of this mellow acoustic writing pattern i am in. not to say i dont like the stuff i come up with. its nice. some days i like it more than others. but all in all its good. but i would like noise, and drums, and other like minded people to feed off. bounce beats, rhythms and structures around till we hit that perfect combination and turn heads. strike the chords that cut like knives. and i want to sing. without thinking about how it sounds. i just want to shout it out and let the lyrics fly onto the ears of whoever is around diving a damn to listen. cause i may not not be old . but i am definitely not as young as i used to be. not that it matters. only the world expects more of you. well stuff the world. i dont know them and they sure as hell dont know me. so lets make some noise.

i'm not good with confrontation, so i'll put this into words
even though in my mind they seem so well rehearsed
i let you in to dig a great big hole in my chest
and all this while i have given nothing but my best
side of me as i expected the same from you
but so it seems that i'm the one confused
and made this more in my twisted little mind
then it was as i left my heart behind
in your hands as you shaped it as you pleased
and forgot about it when you began some other tease
so now i sit, hurt, sad and alone
as i try to make a new heart of my own
i use the shards, the shattered bits that remain
and try to piece this broken mess back together again
but before i do, i leave myself a little mark
to remind myself never to trust someone with my own heart
rather let it rest, safe in my own chest

never to leave, never to bleed, left broken in a mess