As the City Burned

It's hard to know that destruction is in front of you
Yet you gaze at it with eyes wide shut.
It talks and glares and taunts you with death
As it consumes those that you find once distant from you.




An original poem by Jon.

My New Whip

Again not much happens around here. Only ordinary things...








That aside I wanted to let you know that I got a new car! WOOO! It's way different than driving the minivan I grew up in. (No offence to the van. I love you and all it's just that I practically grew up in you.) Anyhow I'll see about linking some pics of it here.


P.S. Man! HTML is really coming in handy. I know it's hard and all but I'm really gettin into it.


till next time!





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