this thing i wrote a long time ago... |
she said she hated me for breaking every miror in her house
so with my bloody hands and my ugly face i cleaned the mess i made of us
it’s always been so easy for me to shoulder all the blame
but...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 08:55:00 GMT |
what would you do... |
my fri-ends are jumping out of a plane tomorrow, i told them i'd be there to catch them. my mother asked me that age old question, "if you knew you were going to die tomorrow, what would you do today?...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Nov 2007 16:53:00 GMT |
my shoulders are cold |
i'm different than the next guy, just like he is different from every one else, i don't pretend to have it all put together. in fact, i keep telling you that i'm all fucked up. for some reason, no one...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 14:45:00 GMT |
thanks again tom |
i woke up in las vegas, nine months into the escape, 317 pounds heavy, feeling like a dead man, feeling like a ghost. i had never felt so useless, like a box of opportunity held shut by a co...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 18:10:00 GMT |
your shine tonight |
tonight, you're the most beautiful girl in the world, your eyes reflect more light than the candle flickering against your face. i can't take my eyes off of you, i would'nt want to miss an inch. it's ...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 17:18:00 GMT |
always the ugly one |
it's funny how much the outside matter's, except maybe when you're older, but when will that be? your I.D. says your 22, your mirror tells you 33. in my house we grew up way to fast, sometimes i regre...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Oct 2006 19:30:00 GMT |
the pain now goes from my head to my toes |
the 21st annual LOS ANGELES MARATHON!!! let me tell you, it's no joke, but for some reason, from mile one to twenty-six we found ourselves laughing. this years champions are JOSE VENEGAS...BRIAN WONG....
Posted by on Mon, 20 Mar 2006 09:07:00 GMT |
i look forward to laughing (with you) |
it's funny how when somethings wrong, and i mean really wrong, we wait for the worst. we wait to see ourselves miserable. the lowest of the low. i think we love to hate ourselves. and o...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Oct 2005 14:09:00 GMT |
my fri-ends are my world |
"for you my fri-ends, anything". tonight was so perfectly overdramatic. it had everything you could ask out of a friday night, or a bad soap opera. i got off work, went home and showered. visited mary...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Aug 2005 05:52:00 GMT |
im an odd duck |
i've been getting that alone feeling lately. i hate it. i have all of these chances to be with girls but i keep declining them. it's a bit hypocritical to deny myself the thing i want then complain wh...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
