Some stuff.

I'd like to tell you all that there is a band called A Chinese Restaurant who are currently doing really rather pleasant things to my earballs. Your mom won't enjoy it, but who really cares? We're all just riding the sound waves to the next band, on our own missions in life. Interestingly enough, although this band isn't much different from any other emotionally powered shouty music, I find myself enjoying their music over the rest at the moment. If you disagree, go talk about how lame i am to your friends. they'll all back you up, which will feel good - better at least than fighting on the Internet.

Secondly, I'd like to torture you with my lack of poetic skill.

Breathing her perfume

My fingers trailing

My mark over her skin

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Layla's passion infects me

She pictures me

Smiles at me

Empathises with me

Broken

The above is a total fan gush about Layla Brooklyn Allman from a nice little band called Picture Me Broken. Her vocals are pure mint flavoured gold... but again... your mom won't like it. 

Lastly, I'd like to point all of you to a poet with some serious skill. Check out her blog and her twitter feed for some astounding work.

GO NOW.