That’s All. |
That's all?You want to tell me it's alright,but we're treading on thin ice here, my darling,and this heavy heart is afraid of sinking.You sink so low, you're so low.I'm feeling sky high right now,I do...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 07:51:00 GMT |
Slipping. |
Indecision, too much indecisionmy head is above me, i really don't care.This was a pact, a promise and you,you broke it, it's shredsjustlikeyourheart.I said it clearly, how did you not understand?Your...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 07:48:00 GMT |
The Accident |
The accident, his death, was beautiful, in a painfully twisted sense.The air was heavy with the smell of tires melting, the rubber left in patches across the highway. You feel almost morbid being attr...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Sep 2008 02:46:00 GMT |
Worthwhile. |
I want to run at the wall and break right through it; through the glass, the plaster, the paint...all of it. And then I want to keep going, fast and blinded with the overpowering desire to move ...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 14:43:00 GMT |
Grateful miracles. |
Maybe ... it was the way you introduced me to your life; how you showed me all your favorite things, how you hugged me tight enough to squeeze the air out of me, how I sat at dinner with you and we wo...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 07:53:00 GMT |
Leave it Alone. |
Sinking slowly, pace yourself baby, you don't want to drown.Speak your mind just enough to get yourself into trouble; not enough sweet-talking could get you out. Place your problems in everyone else's...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Jun 2008 13:20:00 GMT |
and i quote... |
I love Emily Adams for this.And for being to relate so much to this.
"Well, he asked me what was wrong, so I told him. My head was spinning, but he held onto my hand, so that I didn't fall off ...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 13:35:00 GMT |
[12/25/05] Bombs away... |
Well here we are again//Counting the seconds until the time bomb blows//Just like you said it would// Well I hear no sound//only the solid silence of nauseating quiet
All I ever do is analyze the...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 11:34:00 GMT |
mistakes ? |
Sometimes, when nothing makes sense, is when i find the truth in it all. There are so many things that just wait, building up steam until they explode. And when they finally explode, they explode in a...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 19:41:00 GMT |
Eloquent. |
Tonight, the most eloquent words flow from a nimble tongue, their bite much worse than their bark. Tonight, a grand scheme is plotted, formulating the destruction and recreation of everything ever hel...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 19:13:00 GMT |
