to the grammar police with there cues and peas holding onto the past the world moves to fast but you cant stop change or cultural...

Rare is the moment: sit and stare. White crescent moon smiles, sunny blue sky, the whole world melts away... it's just moon and me...

For the ghost who haunts my dreams, pale and skinny emo...the guy who looks like me, White Man, you are the part of me I hate the most...