The Music. |
The Beats.The Lyrics.The Bass.The Soul.
...The Freedom
Posted by on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 21:51:00 GMT |
Beat Yourself Up. |
People tell me that I shouldn't beat myself up.I just figure that if nothing is going right, then I must be doing something wrong."I stumble down the stairs to meet the day" -- Johnny CashSomeone just...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 01:52:00 GMT |
Choices. |
You see, everyday we go through tough choices.Whether they are hard choices, easy choices,Life changing choices, or meaningless choices....Unfortunatley, sometimes we make the wrong choice.I have rece...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 15:03:00 GMT |
I Bet No One Wrote A Song To You Before. |
I bet No one Wrote a song to you before One with Power You can see these words as they begin to explore You tremble And shake Wonder how your heart will ever break it You stand And cry You look at ...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Nov 2006 16:21:00 GMT |
So Happy Together. |
Imagine me and you, I doI think about you day and night, it's only rightTo think about the girl you love and hold her tightSo happy togetherIf I should call you up, invest a dimeAnd you say you belong...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 01:29:00 GMT |
Depressed. |
Be sure to read my last blog before this one.
All that I mentioned is getting to me. That and the fact that I'm a loner. Not once has anyone phone for me while at college (with the exception of mom &a...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 23:04:00 GMT |
School. |
I should explain what's up with school. I don't normally talk about myself (If you read my other blogs you'd know that), but today is different.
1. One thing that most of the school doesn't know: I'm ...
Posted by on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 22:38:00 GMT |
Angel. |
This is my definition of an angel. It's also the definition of some people I talk too, and it's the definition of what love is, or what it can be...I read somewhere that angels are not perfect, but th...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 02:04:00 GMT |
Blush. |
So I smile. So I blush. It's amazing how love can work.You know, how you can feel like crap one second.Then, in the other, you feel like gold.I mean, you could be having the worst day.The worst day ev...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 02:01:00 GMT |
Perfect. |
It's summer. 40 Degrees.You feel a little sweat on your forehead, but a breeze gently cools you down.A strand of hair is blown from its spot, and falls in your face.You smile gently while you reach up...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 01:57:00 GMT |
