Standing Alone

You have to face lonliness to stand for something
No, I won't go to the bar
I won't smoke
Won't go downtown
Won't have sex with you
Holding out for some reward that your not sure will ever come
You can't help but feel like your missing out
On something
But you tell yourself there has to be more
Then getting drunk and chasing ass
It's that hope that keeps you holding on
Day to day
You hope it's principle that is keeping you
And not just blind fear

The Middle Path

People tell me to use moderation
But I can't seem to find the middle ground
Luke-warm about anything does nothing for me
Always to extremes

The man you thought you knew

Who is it your looking at?
I can dress up in a king's clothes or drape myself with peasant's rags.
I can quote scripture and cross myself in the morning
Walk drunken streets by dusk
I am, at all times, exactly what circumstance calls me to be
Never confuse my face with truth, because, even now,
It is a well-rehearsed lie.
A lie I am all too happy to tell you.

Waffle House

Your somewhere across the Atlantic now. Greece, Turkey, England-I don't know exactly where. And we had to break it off because it's no good to be tied down on a Euro trip. But I hope your enjoying yourself, that it's everything you hoped it would be. When your next to the Parthenon or looking at the Coliseum from your hotel balcony, I hope somewhere in the middle of that you'll think of me. And when you sit at some fancy cafe on the Champs Ellysees, drinking a latte and talking existentialism with an exchange student, just once I hope I cross your mind. I'll still be here-sipping cold coffee at a Waffle House with a cook that always remembers my name.

I need

To clean out my personal life
Throw away what has been wasted, left unused
Disingenuous remnants of people I never loved
And that never really loved me
Drink and drugs that destroyed my body
Left me unfulfilled and confused
Innocence wasted in drunken sheets
And mornings I tried to steal it back
But was always left wanting
My way didn't work
And so I'll seek out another path
And if one doesn't exist I'll carve my own
A trail blazer

The Idiots Guide to meeting a chick at Barnes & Noble

You could meet a girl in a bar but then you would have to buy her drinks and she would probably end up cheating on you.

You could meet a girl at a club but then you would have to buy her drinks, watch her dance with some other guy, and then cheat on you.

You could meet a girl at the pool, but she would stop loving you once the weather got cold and your tan faded...And then cheat on you.

Or you could go to Barnes and Noble
Broken down by aisle/genre

Poetry-She's deep. She likes making out in the rain/on a beach. Her view of love is romanticized, once the initial stars fade and shit starts to hit the fan she won't know what to do.

Self-Help/Addiction Recovery-She has issues and that's always exciting. She'll make you feel like your a little less fucked up. Talk to her and try to help her but keep away from sharp objects.

Gender Studies-She changed her name to Steve. You can try talking to her but it probably won't go far.

Automotive/Mechanics-*See gender studies

Sci-fi/Anime-A little nerdy maybe but still a cool chick. Think sex and xbox. You can't go wrong here.

Theology-Risky. Test the waters by bringing up evolution or gay marriage. Score points by telling her how much you enjoyed Pat Robertson's special on Fox News last night. Ok, if your willing to lie from the onset.

Teen Novels/Includes Harry Potter & the Twilight series-Don't believe her. She doesn't read Harry Potter because it may or may not have deep religious/philosophical symbolism. She just likes magic. Just go to a bar.

Erotica-Say hello and pretend you know what your talking about.

The Classics-Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Shakespeare.Try to make this girl love you, or at least make you the hero in the novel that she will inevitably write.

*Note-All this girls will eventually cheat on you, but at least you might learn something first.