I need a change.

Where the fuck is Reagan? She was my all time favorite model and she's been MIA for a minute now. Anybody know whats up with that?

The new experimental group The Color Of Violence, first members of from first to last and from Daughters. It's pretty good, go check it out. http://www.myspace.com/thecolorofviolence Another album i'm looking forward too, I See Stars. http://www.myspace.com/iseestarsmusic

For those of you who despise the military and the people in it, i just wanna say dont hate the members of the military, hate the people who control them. I'm in Iraq right now with the army and i can honestly tell you that none of us wanna be here doing anything we're doing. it's easy for people to hate it cause we hate it ourselves. Theres one thing though, we dont call the shots. Congress and the pres. do all that, and it makes me wanna . Maybe in 09 we can be singin a different song when Obama wins. By the way, anyone ever heard of Sugargliders? I just discovered them and i am getting one when i get back home. Heres a pic of one. -Tyler-

steps ascend to a loaded gun. the scent of matches hangs in the air ( a lit one flickers out in a heartbeat) we don't want to see this; a flash of light that's letting go of an empty bullet case, by the time it hits the ground, he's out of reach. let go. the wolves are closing in. there's no room left to make amends. do you remember when we'd fly that kite so high? all the time we've wasted, spent fighting, we'll burn in the fire of our regrets all the time we've wasted spent fighting, it's blood and it's running down the stairs. freeze the frame between the gunshot and the hole it makes. a spinning bullet waits in the middle. there's no way to stop it, it will surely hit the mark you can try to understand, but i'm giving up. the synapse fires, it's right in time. i'm giving up. this should always stay out of reach I ran down the stairs and into the garden, put both my hands into the soil, in the spring, you will bloom, like her heart, through the blouse, in the back of an ambulance, as it turned and turned in the streets (just one more turn won't you come back to me) as it turned on its red lights, you were turning into red roses, but i'm not giving up.

Put away your boyish desires
your buoyant sighs
your rolling eyes
your lust for roll and rock
your lust for getting rocks off with
other follies
all your desires for couch and t.v.
pick up a book, pick up a shovel
put down the gun, throw up the fist
throw intelligent words in this game of
conversation
try a new arrangement
dollars and sensibility
inteligence and ability
eloquence and nobility
delicatessens
treat your girl like you treat your tv
how you should use your headphones
and positive role models
try staying home
stop trying to prove
stop trying to be, stop trying to do
just be proof, do, and exist
got to college
respect your mother
look out for your little sister
treat all others how expect in
return
excercise intellect
if you're lacking, pretend
call few people enemies and call fewer people
friends
don't do it for wealth, do it all for the
love
love everything you do, and do nothing
halfheartedly
be what you speak
even if your lost, make a plan
it's not that hard, but stand on what you can

Sometimes i wish i had at least one sister for the experience factor. I grew up with 5 brothers and zero sisters. I had no idea how to react around girls until i was about thirteen because i did not know anything really about the younger females. My mother and my aunts were really the only thing i learned from and that doesn't really help much cause they weren't teenage status. Over the years, i had to learn myself how to interact with girls, all i ever knew was my brothers and friends wich were all guys. Around midlle school time, i started having girls who were friends. Maybe this is the reason why i have never had a relationship for more than a month. Yep, i wish i had a sister.