You Were Already You And I Already Me

yet another phase in my life is coming to an end.
why do I keep feeling that nothing has changed?
I feel like the same neurotic emo kid of two years ago. but maybe just a little less idealistic.
I feel so much but yet so little at the same time.

and I'm only a quarter way through my life.

I'm Leaving On A Jet Plane.... Again

leaving for shoalwater bay, Queensland, Australia in a few hours time. perfect time to clear my head and figure things out.

till I'm back then.

Keep Me Alive When I Die

where do you find someone so broken that he is satisfied only when he is unhappy?

All I Want Is My Radio

I think with every breakup a little part of me dies each time. like I'm less like the person I was before. and it scares me when I realize how much I've changed.

its like my life always seems so damn perfect, like I'm always in control, always succeeding on all that I want to accomplish but the one thing that I can't get a handle on is the one thing other than my faith that is most important to
me. no matter what I learn it always never seems to be enough. how is it people can spend years and years in a relationship but j can't manage anything for more than a year without feeling the need to break up?

am I really such a commitment-phobe? its not even like I'm some player or anything. am I really so self-destructive that everytime I'm only ever happy when I'm all alone with my neuroses, tearing myself up over and over and over again?

when can I ever achieve perfection.