summer

I wish I could have taken today back and spent it with you at the beach...

it's been a year now

it's been about about a year now. i don't know why i keep track of this. maybe i've still got feelings left, maybe a bruised ego. i've had my ups and downs but i still think of you. this entry was pathetic.

i kiss the girls who speak marcuse

what is life? the state of existing? if it is mere existence it is not worth living. if it is conscience it is simply a construct of the mind. i learned that we must find our own way in life but every path has already been travelled, every thought already thought.

i am sorry to say introspection is so useless.

unless you're in a screamo band. then you can scream about how tragic it was to break up with some girl you had a one night stand with and how you'll remember it.

i have no real experience with those matters, so far at least. i don't think i'd want to. that is the sad state of screamo: a bunch of guys screaming about girls who they're no longer with. it's cynical but true. take orchid for example, most of their songs involved breakups, and yet i have an orchid t-shirt from one of their last shows. and converge's "two day romance," case in point.

why does screamo appeal to me? i suppose it's the raw passion these guys put into it, however misguided they may be.