EVEN MORE BREAKING NEWS

I GOT PINK EYE AGAIN

ASIDE FROM MAGPRAL, I DON'T THINK I'LL BE MAKING ANY VIDEOS TODAY

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(very very fat, but very VERY SAD)

BREAKING NEWS, EVERYONE

I MIGHT MAKE A VIDEO TOMORROW

*GASP*

One Video

If everyone you knew (outside of YouTube) could see one video of yours (be it your best, your least embarrassing, etc.), which would it be? Or maybe the one video your subscribers should see of yours.
Mine would be Time/Lifeline:


That, or In Celebration. I still love that video.

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What the fuck is this shit, and why is it in my house?














NOT COOL

A Poem

This is an excerpt of a poem I apparently wrote a week ago. I don't even remember it. This is how it came out of my brain, with one or two changes. I just thought I'd post it here:


Every time
Opportunity rings,
I cannot answer the door
I never see what is on the
other side
Won't someone call
Whose prayer I can answer?
Or is it I who must do the ringing?

I thought I left the door ajar,
But have I kept it bolted?
Under lock and key
That I swallowed years ago.

There the key sits
Amongst the contents of my
Unsettled stomach

FUCK
SHIT
OH MY GOD
OH MY FUCKING GOD

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WOWOWOWOWOWOWOOWOW

OBAMA

WE DID IT
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It's amazing, what I'm about to say, but I wish I had time to be creative.
Yeah, I understand that I'm going to art school, but acting isn't tangible. I go do it, the end. But songs, art, stories, poems... they're all in a different category to me. I wish I had time to sit around and play the guitar, write songs, sing, make videos. I miss that. It's not just me not having time or ideas, but it's also the fact that the convenient places I have in which to film are limited.
Anyway, me and my congested head, my pink eye, and my big heart love you.