"with the plastic eyeballs, spraypaint the vegetables/dog food stalls with the beefcake p****hose"

[censored lyrics in honor of mrs. kjbls]

Courtesy of dad, I now have the amazing Uncle Jay in my life.

Think Family Life Network gone horribly...right.

"with butane in my veins and I'm out to cut the junkie"

3.

Sometimes I wake, and, lo! I have forgot,
And drifted out upon an ebbing sea!
My soul that was at rest now resteth not,
For I am with myself and not with thee;
Truth seems a blind moon in a glaring morn,
Where nothing is but sick-heart vanity:
Oh, thou who knowest! save thy child forlorn.

10.

When I no more can stir my soul to move,
And life is but the ashes of a fire;
When I can but remember that my heart
Once used to live and love, long and aspire,--
Oh, be thou then the first, the one thou art;
Be thou the calling, before all answering love,
And in me wake hope, fear, boundless desire.

George MacDonald, Diary of an Old Soul, which you can read online here.