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i know exactly what i'd tell you i i was drunk. in the haze it would all become clearer, i would see whats holding me back and knock it down. i'd tell you about how attractive you are and how distracted i am wth your presence. nothing else makes it through my mind but you and how much i want be be next to you, daydreams of kissing you, of you telling me how much you think of me, too. just once i want to be able to tell you these things. buy me a drink and you'll know the truth that i cant say when i get lost in your eyes. you could pull out every flaw i have and i'd still be consumed with looking at you and how handsome you are. not a word would come through, just the intensity of your stare, mirrored by the intensity of my attraction to you. words cant be found, and i am left blubbering, staring, and wishing that you didnt make me so nervous, so frustrated. if i was drunk, i would tell you everything...

Scott Walker makes me want to kill something.

He is a backstabbing, selfish douchebag asshole long line of explicatives that is just a puppet for fucking corporate america. i hate him so much for destroying both of my parents' rights as well as my cousin and her huband, my aunt, uncle, and every other unionized and non-unionized worker that will be stripped of rights to feed corporate greed. what the fucking hell is wrong with this man??? i hope he gets punched in his stupid-ass face. fucking floored.