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Name: Blake
Birthday: 7/11/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: Comics, Books, Comic books, THE END OF THE WORLD!, video games, The Bible, History, Ireland, Philosophy, satire, camping, women
Expertise: sequential art expert (hard core underground, soon to be wishy-washy mainstream sell out)
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Media
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  metropolisTNT
Member Since:
11/23/2004
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| Let That Be Enough
Switchfoot
Wish I had what I needed
To be on my own
'Cause I feel so defeated
And I'm feeling alone
And it all seems so helpless
And I have no plans
I'm a plane in the sunset
With nowhere to land
And all I see, it could never make me happy
And all my sand castles spend their time collapsing
Let me know that you hear me
Let me know your touch
Let me know that you love me
Let that be enough
It's my birthday tomorrow
No one here could know
I was born this Thursday
22 years ago
And I feel stuck watching history repeating
Yeah who am I just a kid who knows he's needy
Let me know that you hear me
Let me know your touch
Let me know that you love me
Let that be enough
Let me know that you hear me
Let me know your touch
Let me know that you love me
Let that be enough
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| And then there are times when Blake feels invisible...
...someone look at me
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| Yet another night when I can't sleep. I have difficulty calming
down when I am so anxious about Sunday (might see Amy!) So I read
about Maxfeild Parrish since I wasn't sleeping. He was a kick-ass
illustrator of kids books in early 1900's. Did a lot of mythology
type stuff  . I have to do a report on him, but I don't
mind since I'm in love with him (Is that too creepy a way of saying
it?) Ah, Odysseus, if only i could be you. Anyway, I'm
working on a cool drawing of me looking through my kitchen window at a
dog in the woods. I don't know what to call him though. I
played too much Resident Evil today. OK I'm really tired now,
gonna give this sleep thing another try. Amy, i miss you a whole
bunch right now
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| Christmas shopping! I got present for 1 friend and I know what I'm getting 2 other people. Beyond that I am lost...
Life is hard. It's really hard! I always wish I were
someone like Batman or Spider-man, or Link, or Samurai Jack, or Han
Solo, cuz then it would be so clear what my purpose would be: to fight
evil forces like Aku, or Darth Vader, or R'as Ahl Ghul, or
Ganondorf. But everyday doesn't seem so grand, and purpose
doesn't seem so obvious when you're too busy working out relationships
and school work, and fighting a growing feeling of apathy in your own
heart. It's hard, and it makes you fall, but you have to get
up. Don't let sadness overcome you. No matter how crummy at
the time, the game is not over. Enjoy...
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| Blake's favorite songs volume 1
Layla has to by
my favorite song ever in the world. It's from my early childhood
when my parents listened to good music. My dad still does but my
mom likes cheese now. I forgot about it for a long time except
for the part that says Layla and for years I wondered "Who is this
Layla, and who has written a song about her?" That is why I
affectionately refer to it as the song that was stuck in my head for a
decade.
Layla
By Eric Clapton
What'll you do when you get lonely
And nobody's waiting by your side?
You've been running and hiding much too long.
You know it's just your foolish pride.
Layla, you've got me on my knees.
Layla, I'm begging, darling please.
Layla, darling won't you ease my worried mind.
I tried to give you consolation
When your old man had let you down.
Like a fool, I fell in love with you,
Turned my whole world upside down.
Let's make the best of the situation
Before I finally go insane.
Please don't say we'll never find a way
And tell me all my love's in vain.
This next one got a few
extra points because I just heard it so it's in my mind. "Life
goes on long after the thrill of living is gone." A sad
line. This song begs the listener to hold on to their youthful
spirit... and make love, don't forget that part.
Jack & Diane
John Mellencamp
Little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two American kids growin up in the heartland
Jacky's gonna be a football star
Diane debutante backseat of Jacky's car
Suckin' on chili dogs outside the tastee freeze
Diane's sittin' on Jacky's lap
He's got his hand between her knees
Jacky say "Hey Diane lets run off
Behind a shady tree"
Dribble off those Bobby Brooks
Let me do what I please.
And Jacky Say
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone
Oh yeah say life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone, they walk on
Jacky sits back reflects his thoughts for the moment
Scratches his head and does his best james dean.
Well you know Diane, we oughtta run of the city
Diane says "Baby, you aint missin' no-thing"
Jacky say a
Oh yeah life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone
Oh yeah say life goes on
Long after the thrill of livin is gone, they walk on
Gonna let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible Belt come down
And Save My soul
Hold on to 16 as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us women and men
Little ditty about Jack and Diane
Two american kids doing the best they can
One more for this installment. You know, these days on the radio
it seems all you hear are annoying girls singing about stupid crushes
and sex, you here Green Day bringing up politics...again, and you here
generic rock bands singing about killing themselves. Radiohead
has a song about wishing to be abducted by aliens. Go creativity!
For this one I've boldified my favorite parts.
Subteranean Homesick Alien
by Radiohead
The breath of the morning
I keep forgetting
The smell of the warm summer air
I live in a town
Where you can't smell a thing
You watch your feet
For cracks in the pavement
Up above
Aliens hover
Making home movies
For the folks back home
Of all these weird creatures
Who lock up their spirits
Drill holes in themselves
And live for their secrets
They're all uptight
Uptight..
I wish that they'd swoop down in a country lane
Late at night when I'm driving
Take me on board their beautiful ship
Show me the world as I'd love to see it
I'd tell all my friends
But they'd never believe
They'd think that I'd finally lost it completely
I'd show them the stars
And the meaning of life
They'd shut me away
But I'd be all right
All right..
I'm just uptight
Uptight..
comments, anyone?
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