The tide laps up on shore, sifting into the sands as it creeps further up towards us. She wanted me to hold her here forever…love…she said that word and it brought up so many bad memories washed in with great things.
I was in love once and only once. I honestly loved her so much that she was the only girl I thought about when I was with her. It hasn’t been like that with any girl since. Its always been these multiples trying to get over one girl with the next, but never really moving on because I’ve always fallen back on that crutch that I don’t deserve to have someone who wants me so bad
Maybe I’m crazy?
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Fear love…fear it for all its worth, cause deep down it’s the one thing in your life that will consume you, eat you alive, and yet still it will be th
Fear love…fear it for all its worth, cause deep down it’s the one thing in your life that will consume you, eat you alive, and yet still it will be the greatest thing that ever happened to you. Love is the only thing in the world that you get what you pay for, and it fucking hurts when you pay nothing and get nothing back. Risk for it, take that chance, make your move on her, for god sakes you only have one moment, one moment to make a change in this god-awful existence that you’re eking through. Don’t let love die here, don’t bury it 8 feet deep with doubts and sorrows and that damn lack of confidence. She will love you, love you for you.
Did you quit drinking water when you accidentally spilt some on yourself, did you quit eating food after you stained your favorite shirt with pizza sauce? No, fuck no, you didn’t and you know why because it’s a mistake an accident, they happen. Guess what love is sometimes a mistake, shit happens and you better deal with that right now.
Love is worth dying for, worth killing for; worth risking your being for…love is the right choice. Choose love man, choose her.
Fear love for all its worth, because in the end love is all we got man…and she’s all you’ve ever wanted.
Did you quit drinking water when you accidentally spilt some on yourself, did you quit eating food after you stained your favorite shirt with pizza sauce? No, fuck no, you didn’t and you know why because it’s a mistake an accident, they happen. Guess what love is sometimes a mistake, shit happens and you better deal with that right now.
Love is worth dying for, worth killing for; worth risking your being for…love is the right choice. Choose love man, choose her.
Fear love for all its worth, because in the end love is all we got man…and she’s all you’ve ever wanted.
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
"The Life and Times of C.W. Riley"
I don’t like you…You don’t look the same to me anymore
I don’t like to see you, don’t wanna see you…Yet you come by, still try to talk to me…What makes you think I want to hear your voice, see your face…
I don’t want any of this
I never asked for any of this
I want to be left alone
I have demons and I’ve faced them
I didn’t change for you
I never will change for you…or anyone
I want love undeniable
I want to be free
I have my freedom
I don’t have love
I can rememdy that
I have the cure to all ills
It isn’t a liquid
It isn’t something you smoke
It isn’t something you pop or inject
Its right inside of you, its in your heart
Its in your heart…remember the thing you said I didn’t have, the thing that you said I broke on you
Don’t look at me
Don’t speak to me
If I see you, its nothing
If you see me its nothing
I can’t say those words anymore
I can’t save I love her
I don’t want to say I love her because loving me is a curse
You will get hurt
Wounds heal
You will learn about yourself
Knowledge makes life worth living
You will understand my reasoning
Every girl has…after a few months every girl has
Chalk it up to “shit happens”
Chalk it up to “life lessons”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s a fuck up”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s immature”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s crazy”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s not the type that is ready for a relationship”
Look in the mirror and change your “he” to an “I’m”
Its not my fault you like to cause drama
But it ends here
If I see you on the street you’re just gonna be another person in my city…
I won’t save you anymore…
Welcome to my world…
- From the story by Cody Camp "The Life and Times of C.W. Riley" -
I don’t like to see you, don’t wanna see you…Yet you come by, still try to talk to me…What makes you think I want to hear your voice, see your face…
I don’t want any of this
I never asked for any of this
I want to be left alone
I have demons and I’ve faced them
I didn’t change for you
I never will change for you…or anyone
I want love undeniable
I want to be free
I have my freedom
I don’t have love
I can rememdy that
I have the cure to all ills
It isn’t a liquid
It isn’t something you smoke
It isn’t something you pop or inject
Its right inside of you, its in your heart
Its in your heart…remember the thing you said I didn’t have, the thing that you said I broke on you
Don’t look at me
Don’t speak to me
If I see you, its nothing
If you see me its nothing
I can’t say those words anymore
I can’t save I love her
I don’t want to say I love her because loving me is a curse
You will get hurt
Wounds heal
You will learn about yourself
Knowledge makes life worth living
You will understand my reasoning
Every girl has…after a few months every girl has
Chalk it up to “shit happens”
Chalk it up to “life lessons”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s a fuck up”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s immature”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s crazy”
Do not chalk it up to “he’s not the type that is ready for a relationship”
Look in the mirror and change your “he” to an “I’m”
Its not my fault you like to cause drama
But it ends here
If I see you on the street you’re just gonna be another person in my city…
I won’t save you anymore…
Welcome to my world…
- From the story by Cody Camp "The Life and Times of C.W. Riley" -
It wasn't supposed to happen like this...fuck
I know every curve of your body, every inch of your flesh…does that make me a bad person? Does knowing where to touch you to make you squirm make me evil? Sliding my hands down your back, feeling each vertebrae from T1 down…I can feel it now, but I don’t want to. I know what you’re thinking, your mind is racing I’m sure, worrying all these wonderful worries.
Where am I?
What just happened?
What is going to happen?
Then the thought hits you and you realize
I know where I am
I know what just happened
I know what is going to happen
And the answers to those questions are more shocking and insane then anything I can depict for you. For you see your mind is probably peeling away layers of how gruesome this can all be. You don’t need to worry though, it’ll all be over soon.
I know every inch of your body, every curve, ever flaw…but I never felt one like this before.
I’ve listened to your heart beat so softly in the night, but never like this before.
The answers to those questions, you want me to confirm them
Yes you are
Yes you were
Yes you will
That doesn’t make you feel better does it…
Sorry wish I could say something that would put that smile back on your face
I wish I could tell you something better
I wish I could tell you that you were
At home
Just sleeping
Nothing
But I can’t, I can’t lie to you about those questions
I have to tell you the truth
Yes you’re in some dank old office building on the south side
Yes you were shot in the back
Yes you were right, you are going to die
- "She is going to die..." the new graphic novel, by Me -
Where am I?
What just happened?
What is going to happen?
Then the thought hits you and you realize
I know where I am
I know what just happened
I know what is going to happen
And the answers to those questions are more shocking and insane then anything I can depict for you. For you see your mind is probably peeling away layers of how gruesome this can all be. You don’t need to worry though, it’ll all be over soon.
I know every inch of your body, every curve, ever flaw…but I never felt one like this before.
I’ve listened to your heart beat so softly in the night, but never like this before.
The answers to those questions, you want me to confirm them
Yes you are
Yes you were
Yes you will
That doesn’t make you feel better does it…
Sorry wish I could say something that would put that smile back on your face
I wish I could tell you something better
I wish I could tell you that you were
At home
Just sleeping
Nothing
But I can’t, I can’t lie to you about those questions
I have to tell you the truth
Yes you’re in some dank old office building on the south side
Yes you were shot in the back
Yes you were right, you are going to die
- "She is going to die..." the new graphic novel, by Me -
Monday, August 15, 2005
What I should say...
It took me so long, too long, to sit here across form you and not be terrified. This is me ok, this is who I am, who I should’ve been since the frist day I uttered a word to you. You’re right, you don’t know me, you’ve never known me because I was too damn afraid to show me. Well guess what I had a lot of time to think and I said “fuck that noise” to a lot of the stupid shit that I was doing last year.
I was terrified of who I was, I was so insecure it ate me up inside and made me do a lot fo stupid shit. Dating two psychos and then just basically fucking up my whole friend/relation-ship with you…I’m sorry, I am so sorry
Can I start over, can I get that chance to restart this whole thing…can I just reintroduce myself
I’m Cody, I make movies for a living, read comic books, and am a total nerd who has never quit on anyone…and I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my entire life…wanna get some coffee?
I was terrified of who I was, I was so insecure it ate me up inside and made me do a lot fo stupid shit. Dating two psychos and then just basically fucking up my whole friend/relation-ship with you…I’m sorry, I am so sorry
Can I start over, can I get that chance to restart this whole thing…can I just reintroduce myself
I’m Cody, I make movies for a living, read comic books, and am a total nerd who has never quit on anyone…and I think you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my entire life…wanna get some coffee?
Saturday, August 13, 2005
"no more will virtual pine boxes be draped with American flags." My article for Time magazine, those guys make up shit anyways right?
The bullets whipped past his troop’s head, but all he could do was watch as the German force overpowered his men on the beach of Sword at Normandy. Ryan’s eye filled with a salty tear as he continued sending wave after wave of soldiers to continue pushing forward on the beach, advancing on the German machine gunner positions. He knows that this is going to difficult but that’s what it takes to overcome the strongest military force in the world. Ryan wipes a bead of sweat off his brow when suddenly his mom calls up to him in his room, “Ryan is your homework done.” Ryan signs and rolls his eyes. He double clicks the mouse and pauses the game on his computer screen.
Ryan Reed isn’t your average teenager; he instead spends over 150 hours on the internet each week, his game of choice, Command and Conquer Red Alert 2. Ryan isn’t typical in his game play however. A student of the History of War, Ryan uses his intellect in the game’s field general aspect to prove the power and tenacity of certain general’s skills in combat. He uses what he calls “The Patton Offensive”, a serious of tank maneuvers that entail the use of little of no ground troops. “The Rommel Offense” is also keeping a keen eye on lower troop usage, allotting for use of the blitzkrieg (the use of a great deal of air support for tanks on the ground). Ryan takes his measures to the extreme. When playing the game using American forces Ryan dresses in full military garb that resembles that of General Patton, from the helmet, to the pearl handled pistols, down to the shined boots. He even sports the bullwhip when he can find the time. Watching him play one can almost become as vanquished as the faux foes on screen. His bitter comments through his microphone are relentless as he pushes through lines of the enemy mowing down the forces with little heed. His eyes glint with little despair until he looks over the totals for the kills. He notices the whopping number of enemy forces dead, and then looks over at his own losses. His eyes gloss over at the number. 102 lost to the offensive that claimed him a key part of the French landscape.
At one point in his career as a gamer Ryan gave up on Command and Conquer after losing 200 soldiers in battle with another player online. He pointed out his ignorance of the terrain and his lack of planning and vowed to never return to competitive gaming on the internet ever again. After a year of mourning Ryan finally returned to foray that kept him up until the wee hours of the morning on school nights.
He still marches his shoulders out on the battlefield, but he has learnt from his mistakes and now uses more offensive military tactics. He has vowed to never lose as many men as he did that day at Normandy. Never again will he have to send the virtual widows of war tiny government issued envelopes of death accompanied by a miniature minister and a pint sized Army representative, no more will virtual pine boxes be draped with American flags.
Ryan Reed isn’t your average teenager; he instead spends over 150 hours on the internet each week, his game of choice, Command and Conquer Red Alert 2. Ryan isn’t typical in his game play however. A student of the History of War, Ryan uses his intellect in the game’s field general aspect to prove the power and tenacity of certain general’s skills in combat. He uses what he calls “The Patton Offensive”, a serious of tank maneuvers that entail the use of little of no ground troops. “The Rommel Offense” is also keeping a keen eye on lower troop usage, allotting for use of the blitzkrieg (the use of a great deal of air support for tanks on the ground). Ryan takes his measures to the extreme. When playing the game using American forces Ryan dresses in full military garb that resembles that of General Patton, from the helmet, to the pearl handled pistols, down to the shined boots. He even sports the bullwhip when he can find the time. Watching him play one can almost become as vanquished as the faux foes on screen. His bitter comments through his microphone are relentless as he pushes through lines of the enemy mowing down the forces with little heed. His eyes glint with little despair until he looks over the totals for the kills. He notices the whopping number of enemy forces dead, and then looks over at his own losses. His eyes gloss over at the number. 102 lost to the offensive that claimed him a key part of the French landscape.
At one point in his career as a gamer Ryan gave up on Command and Conquer after losing 200 soldiers in battle with another player online. He pointed out his ignorance of the terrain and his lack of planning and vowed to never return to competitive gaming on the internet ever again. After a year of mourning Ryan finally returned to foray that kept him up until the wee hours of the morning on school nights.
He still marches his shoulders out on the battlefield, but he has learnt from his mistakes and now uses more offensive military tactics. He has vowed to never lose as many men as he did that day at Normandy. Never again will he have to send the virtual widows of war tiny government issued envelopes of death accompanied by a miniature minister and a pint sized Army representative, no more will virtual pine boxes be draped with American flags.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
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