to the boys of my not so distant past |
I am listening to your music and I wonder if we would be friends if we met right now instead of 3-4 years ago. Would you like "who I really am"? I hate that phrase, its such an uncomfortable one for m...
Posted by Abarbarian on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 11:09:00 PST |
experiment with obnoxious rhyme in 4/4 time |
The whole world is going to come crashing downBut I'm not scared I'm preparedI took a buzzer to the back of my hairso my neck won't by bothered by Hell's furious airNow that I have my feet planted on ...
Posted by Abarbarian on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 08:36:00 PST |
swimming lessons |
the words fall like rain but they slip though my webbed fingersi want to unlock my restless brain and let its water touch my lipsi'll swim into the reef and hold my breath for daysglistening and revel...
Posted by Abarbarian on Thu, 05 Jun 2008 11:49:00 PST |
white horses |
I dont know why I am suddenly blogging.I feel melancholy and kind of numb. My body hurts and I still don't really understand where my head's at. Well, as previously discussed, understanding is a futil...
Posted by Abarbarian on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 03:40:00 PST |
