cute looks and razorblades |
locked eyes and silhouettes to carry on a dream. but she was never she seemed. always stuck somewhere in between. and i know, i know the wounds are too deep. for my kisses to amend and hold s...
Posted by .mattyb. on Tue, 23 May 2006 01:27:00 PST |
sing to me, mr. cab driver |
i've been running through these endless waves.
trying to catch my feet on something proper.
a realist. a begger.
my smooth hands are worn down to this overdarmatic clause.
you bought it and i sold it....
Posted by .mattyb. on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 07:23:00 PST |
the merry christmas blog |
my mom with jeremy
joshua playing with batman
matty and jeremy sleeping
my brother pointing at something
josh explaining how batman flys
jeremy sleeping
nigel at the kids table
my brother taking...
Posted by .mattyb. on Mon, 26 Dec 2005 05:49:00 PST |
baby, i signed, sealed and delivered this with a bang bang |
..this is my last love letter i can send to you....i didnt leave a return address cause i cant be found....i have no home....my home was you....i lived inside your heart like it was the only place to ...
Posted by .mattyb. on Mon, 10 Oct 2005 08:52:00 PST |
i woke up at the right time tonight |
she swept me in as fast as she swept me out.and this mountain was just impossible to climb.do they even have mountains there?i could be there, just like you could be here..cant we?what if we had to la...
Posted by .mattyb. on Sat, 08 Oct 2005 02:41:00 PST |
the four questions of life |
i wrote out a list today sweetheart.
of the most important questions in life.
theres only four that really matter.
ironically enough, they all have the smae answer baby.
what is sacred?
what is t...
Posted by .mattyb. on Fri, 30 Sep 2005 01:48:00 PST |
what do you know about me? |
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Descri...
Posted by .mattyb. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
its here |
a live journal.
add me as a friend if you like
LIVE JOURNAL
Posted by .mattyb. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
the pen forced ink on your hands |
and he thought to himself.
with the final night at hand.
you want away from this so much.
why cant you leave?
why do you always come back.
is it my voice you hear through the photographs?
or tha...
Posted by .mattyb. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
this is for you |
Cause i swear that i will.
With that feeling i get.
With the lost of breath at a photograph.
And a glance at a face like that.
I'll hand her 12 roses, 11 real and 1 fake and say, "I'll love you t...
Posted by .mattyb. on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
