'overwhelming'
03/14/2003 04:39 a.m.
it can come from outta nowhere, hit you when you're safe and warm. take it easy my star, your time is gonna come. i said, your time is gonna come. yeah, you got those crazy blue eyes- you got those crazy blues. yeah, you got those crazy blues. all those pretty smiles? i can see them laughing at you.your time is gonna come, your time is gonna come. i dont wanna be your punching bag- your complacent little princess all tragic and sad. i'm not gonna let you overwhelm me anymore.
yeah, you say you got this bad thing- you say you got it bad. you've broken every heart of every friend you've ever had. some day the time will come when all your friends just go away. i wonder why i stick around- sometimes i wish you would leave. you say you'll love me forever, then you spit on me. your time is gonna come. i dont wanna be your whipping boy- your pathetic little loser, someone you can ignore. i'm not gonna let you overwhelm me anymore. i dont wanna be your simple saving grace- just another little victim of a happy face. some day somebody's gonna come, i hope they do this to you. i'm not gonna let you overwhelm me- i will not let you hurt me anymore. i will not let you turn me inside out.
(written by art alexakis)
I am currently Bleh
I am listening to everclear- overwhelming

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joyus joyus
03/12/2003 11:58 p.m.
so, my bestest friend ever got an account here... and her bestest friend (beside me) got one, too. i'm so fuckin happy.
although, i do have to say something. of the members i've reviewed, i havent really cared for most of the reasoning and poetry that has been given. but maybe that's just me... who knows.
anyways, i definitely implore you to check out the libraries of caitlin thompson and ryan bailey. definitely good stuff.
I am currently Bleh
I am listening to american hi-fi - the art of losing

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whoops, got off track and into a anti-usa rant again...
03/05/2003 03:28 a.m.
so, for health class, we have to write a paper on some topic relating to drugs. i chose the topic of wheather the drug war should be waged internationally... however, i got sidetracked. read on:

The war on drugs: who wins?

We've all seen those ads on TV. 'This is your brain on drugs' sent a huge message to people in the mid-90s. That was the high spot for the 'war on drugs' campaign. Many people wonder why the United States, fighting so rabidly to keep drugs off it's own soil, with all of it's resources doesn't do more to help out other countries with the same problems. Unfortunately, the campaign has had to diminish itself to trying to tell us that buying pot supports terrorism. If you think about it, supporting the war on drugs only perpetuates the drug problem in the United States and beyond. And that DOES support terrorism. Instead of having a controlled drug trade, people must risk their lives trying to get drugs into our country. We raise such a fuss about marijuana, crack, ecstasy, heroin, and any other number of drugs, but our own tobacco market kills more people a year in the US and the world than pot ever has. The demand for drugs has always been constantly higher than the supply. Restricting this supply can cause deadly drug wars, and cause more chaos than good. Keeping people safe and healthy is obviously the supposed concern. But, if this is so, then why do we still keep tobacco legal? this is not a war on drugs. This is a war on competition for the US Drug dollar. It's simple. by making people buy US made product, that stimulates the US economy. The political aspects of this matter simply outweigh the social benefits presupposed by a 'war on drugs'. Bringing this front to an international level will only bring our governments in to their own massive drug war. Think about the worlds toughest street gangs. Now think of those gangs as posessing nukes. that's what an 'international war on drugs' would eventually escalate to. And when the world is on the brink of total destruction, some crack-head ODing is probably one of the last things any government is really going to be caring about. it's as simple as that. a war on drugs is a war where nobody wins. period.
I am currently Passionate
I am listening to counting crows- big yellow taxi

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da-da-da-daaaaa
02/27/2003 11:56 p.m.
well, 338 poems and 1 year or so later, he's finally cracked the top 10. 'an ode to... well, me. (or so i thought)' is at #7 in best overall... i'm uberhappy. :-)
I am currently Giddy
I am listening to all-american rejects- Time Stands Still

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intro to andrew
02/22/2003 12:15 a.m.
i realize i never use the bio for actual info about myself (on my main library), so for those of you new to my world, here's an intro.
My name is Andrew Steven Adams (although, i can be known as many a thing, most commonly i'm just plain ol andrew.) i was born in february of 86, so that makes me 17. i guess i'm one of the youngest poets on this site. kinda ironic that i'm also one of the most prolific, too. in case this whole library isnt evidence enough, i'm a literophile. i just write down basically anything and everything that strikes my mind as an intriguing thought. some things run into better poems, some things run into better essays. some things just run into a wall attempting to be either. there are so many things to share about me, so, we'll start with music- because that is for me, as i feel should be for all people, a major cornerstone of my life. It is just everything to me- and i dont discriminate against listening to any type of music (although i certainly relate to certain genres better than others). I try not to judge anything without listening to it myself. but, on the same note, i hardly ever buy a cd where i've heard anything off of it previously. it makes for an interesting music collection, and somewhat diverse. I'm currently kind of an emo-kid, if you will. but, labels are shit- i dont like to use them. and really, i am not all that emo- rether, i fel that this whole subgenre popped up and stole everything that i was. that's okay. yes, some of the lyrics are whiney and generic. yes, most of the singers arent all that vocally endowed. but sometimes, and most of the time recently, it's what i can relate to better than anything else.
i'm a suburban kid living in an urban setting. i live near uptown minneapolis- the cultural center of the city. but i go to edina schools, a posh suburb where good charlotte fans go around calling themselves punk. hey, it happens. i dont want to say that i'm lucky to go there (everyone is so fake- even the 'not fake' people are), but going to one of the few public schools that isnt in a massive budget crisis does afford me some pretty good luxuries. but, i'm thinking that i really dont need that shit, so i'm probably going to transfer out of edina next year. I'm a sophomore- i'm a year older than everyone in my grade- i had some learning disabilities when i was younger, so i started out a year late.
anyways, that's a little background of my schooling shit. sorry if this seems extremely sporadic- i'm on adderall right now, and i'm just writing whatever comes to my mind.
As far as my views on shit go, i'm very very liberal- like this war, it's shit. i could go on for quite a long time about how most world leaders have the IQ equvilant to that of a peanut. but hey, we live in a fucked society- money is the bottom line, and control of oil means money for the guy in the oval office. so i completely understand his 'fuck you, i won the presidency on a techinicality with my crooked brother's help so i dont have to give a fuck about how you feel' attitude. i am all for animal rights, human rights- i'm against the death penalty, and i think that our governmental system alltogether sucks.
a little more about me, for you people who have even read thus far... okay. lets see, i'm bisexual- and currently single. i just got dumped last week, and i have an 'on-again-off-again' type of relationship with my ex (a different one) girlfriend, cheryl. i'm somewhat of a slut, but whatever. my bestest friend in the whole world is *caitlin. i only met her a couple of months ago- but still, she's just so different from all of the edina bs i hafta deal with. i could go into the one-in-a-million chance of how i first met her, but long story short, her asshole ex-boyfriend (who happens to be one of the first friends i ever had) took her to homecoming at our school- and at the time, they were going out, but now their relationship is, um, sour. so, the irony is that i met my best friend through someone who has lost basically all of my respect. but i dont know what life would be like without her.
wow, there's me going off on a tangent again. um, i love movies. i spend too much time and money on watching and going to see them. my favorite movie, alltime, is fight club. just watch it, and you'll see why- it's so fucking crazy, and basically, tyler durden is my god.
one last thing before i go and leave this as a fairly good intro to me... i love to do digitally created art. it's just my passion and my second outlet next to writing. check out my website and see what i mean... i'm also an avid photographer and web designer.
okay, i think it's safe to say that's good. um, la de da, with a skip and a hop, i'm gone. andy
I am currently Stimulated
I am listening to dashboard confessional- For you to notice (unplugged)

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one day, i'll stop breathing.
02/21/2003 11:05 p.m.
now that i've hit the bottom
you've taken everything from me
never really listened
you'll never hear again from me
never been this down before
you never understood.
i've never been this down before
and i've never felt so good

abandon ship
cause i'm going down.
you cant jump first-
cuz i'd rather drown.
these restless nights
under this brilliant sky
is it too late to ask
for a kiss goodnight?

you're trying to remember
i'm dying to forget
you said this was forever
but those words i regret
what happens when i'm not around
do you ever think of me?
burn my heart on to the ground
until there's nothing left of me

this plane's gonna crash
straight into the ground
no one to stop me
now that you're not around
and i cant turn back now
after what you have done
you stole my parachute
and i only had one.

i love you never holds it's meaning
when you look for greener pastures
you've got your memories
you've got your pictures
so have you found all
of your stupid answers?
one day,
i'll stop breathing.
and one day,
you'll believe in me.

(written by the contingency plan)
I am currently Trippy
I am listening to 3eb- deep inside of you

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i'm not like that- okay, really, i am.
02/20/2003 12:59 a.m.
so, being single again is kind of a double edged sword. i have to graciously admit that i am somewhat of a whore. i dont really know how to explain it- but think of 'whore' in the most non-sexual (but still having an upside) way you possibly can. that's me. i just like being there for everybody, that's just my nature. and being single allows me to nurture this, true. but on the flipside, most of the people i'd do anything with are close friends. who probably dont want the slightest bit to do with me as anything more than a friend. everyone is too afraid of weirdness. i'm just feeling so unimportant to everyone but one person. Not to mention half of my friends hate the other half- so i cant do anything with anyone without someone shoving a load up my ass for it. i'm not sure if i do want to be this way- somewhere in my heart, i want a long term relationship with someone. but part of me wont let go of the fact that i'm just a man-slut.

in other, less-like-that news, i'm becoming paranoid as fuck. Dillusional. like, tonight, my dad. he was driving me home from school on a different route than we normally take, and he was goin a lil fast. I get this idea in my head that he's going to take me to some remote location to kill me. i'm so fucked up recently. like, i heve these things in my head that i couldnt possibly explain. it seems like everything could be some part of a massive plot to kill me or ruin my life or whatever- some times things just fall into place just too convieniently sometimes. i'm always thinking that when i wake up one morning, i'll go to open my bedroom door and my brother will be right there ready to stab me 42 times. i get freaked out when i misplace dangerous things- i'm always assuming someone stole it and is just waiting around the next corner to destroy me with it.
holy cow, this doesnt make sense.
i'm sorry for being such a fucked-up kid.
I am currently Paranoid
I am listening to thriller- Better than ever

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sorry about all of this
02/16/2003 02:26 a.m.
well, i realize i've written 5 or 6 things today, i lost count. i think it's safe to say that i'm back.

in other news, i jst got dumped.

so, i'll be taking down 'appalonia' now.

I am currently Melancholy
I am listening to dashboard- this bitter pill

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la de da, i'm seventeen.
02/10/2003 10:57 p.m.
well, today is my seventeenth birthday.
nothing spectacular,
just another year
and a year older than yesterday.
yes indeed, i've turned seventeen.
it's like i'd always dreamed:
the same as yesterday
and tomorrow too
i may be older, okay
but there is not a thing more i'm allowed to do.
i can still only walk the streets
til the same time at night
i cant go to bars
and get into barfights.
yes, a birthday unspectacular
save for one dumb thing:
i legally get into movies rated 'R'
now, aint that something.

yeah, i turn 17 today. whoop dee do.
go me. *does a little dance*
I am currently Loved
I am listening to all american rejects- One more sad song

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milestones
02/06/2003 11:37 p.m.
1.5 months ago, i had 200 poems. today, i have more than 300. and, as a suppliment to that, i got my 150th comment today as well. i know, it may not be any great shakes for some people, but to me, this is cool. and then, i'm not too far off 5,000 reads. again, not to amazing, but still.
poetically speaking, today has been a good day.
I am currently Weird
I am listening to ...trail of dead- Days of being wild

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