have you ever noticed that Billy Corgan of Smashing Pumpkins® sounds like he's trying to take a mammoth shit through his nose?

Well, I have....

tell me, tell me, tell me....

what do *you* think???

Take this- take this from me- I dont want anymore- REALLY.
I'm done, I have acquiesced. I surrender. To nothing, to no victor, no flags to fly, no thought given towards such end.

Why do things turn such ways? We wont have answers, the answers must be too simple grasp, too real to acknowledge. I never ask for perfection,... it is more of a subverted demand.

It's really not you or lack of you; I love regardless. It is not collection. Everyone is different, everyone feeds me differently, I feed everyone the same. After all, I am only me, one.

It is the experience, the ongoing love; that is all. No signing up, no vouchers, no rainchecks.

They's is all bullshit. We know this. Those who dont will learn- hopefully softly.

It is the again... I hate the nevermore.