bad habits |
you know you've got 'em. you may not want them, but you don't have much choice.i may not want you, but then again, i don't have you, now i do i.i do have an ache.a wanting.a warning sign that sits in ... Posted by on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 13:40:00 GMT |
please don't ever find me here |
wow. life has been one big doozy after another. when, o when, will it end.
maybe at the bottom.
or the bottom line.
i lost my bottom line. about the same time i stopped being me.
where o where h... Posted by on Fri, 07 Jul 2006 13:09:00 GMT |
"your last kiss was something more like shrapnel" |
"tearing through me."
why is it sappy songs always tell you a story. sappy songs get it right. it's almost as if you don't pay attention when things are going good. as if every happy thought is fabric... Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 12:36:00 GMT |
someone must get hurt and it wont be me |
when i was young i had so many dreams. when i was the usual i had so many nightmares. now i am lost somewhere in between. and my tail is between my legs but i am not crying home to mommy. no. i am not... Posted by on Tue, 21 Mar 2006 18:31:00 GMT |
even if it hurts you |
why is it that i never get what i want. or more accurately, who i want. it seems like everyone from my present has abandoned me and now my past has come back to keep me company. and my future haunts m... Posted by on Sat, 11 Mar 2006 10:37:00 GMT |
when will it be my turn |
i screamed out in sorrow and i hit rock bottom. i was spinning and swirling for so long i never realized how turned around i had become. am i facing forward? am i blue or yellow? i know not anymore an... Posted by on Wed, 16 Nov 2005 05:58:00 GMT |
i just lost another sickness |
i shatter like the ice on my doorstep. every new beginning leaves me tragic. i hope for better days but only get last weeks forecast.
i am missing pieces of me and i can not remember who i allowed to... Posted by on Thu, 22 Sep 2005 20:03:00 GMT |
what do you mean, you didn't see me standing there? |
i wish i were a different antithesis. then i would be real. not this misconstrued imbroglio that nobody recalls. not this misshapen sould matter yearning for some semblance of a past that had no meani... Posted by on Mon, 18 Jul 2005 00:54:00 GMT |
look at me. i'm a liar |
can i really do it?
i really wish i didn't get in free to hersheypark. the wildcat kicks my ass everytime. i wish a certain someone would kick my ass. stupid boys.
so i can't wait til mariahs engage... Posted by on Mon, 13 Jun 2005 17:46:00 GMT |
here is my crying stick |
i just want to not feel so cold and empty inside. i want to have one freaking conversation where someone gives a rats ass and i don't have to pussyfoot around everyhting on the inside. i want someone ... Posted by on Mon, 13 Jun 2005 14:53:00 GMT |