Ive spent a lot of time lately... |
Being envious of your inability to care, to feel, and above EVERYTHING to love...I felt ridiculous for imagining and dreaming, and believing in and wishing for magic...I felt like a nerd and an outcas...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Jan 2009 12:01:00 GMT |
Ive Realized... |
You know that saying, the grass isnt always greener on the other side... ? Ha, never convince yourself that you know better than the ones who lived all of this before you& I did, and it didnt work ...
Posted by on Fri, 19 Dec 2008 13:29:00 GMT |
You Should Pray I Choose the Later. (not edited) |
The beauty of words and their ability to touch the sole is a wonder, in fact, its impact is notably full of this wonder, and its results are wonderful. "I have the right, even a duty to resist with vi...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 02:06:00 GMT |
The Color Green and All its Grandeur |
Where I pale,
She blossoms.
And where I ale,
She aids...
Where I practice vice,
She is virtue.
And when I deceive,
She is true.
I am envious,
And she,
To this& she is oblivious.
...
Posted by on Thu, 17 Jan 2008 01:21:00 GMT |
Second Best |
I finally got you out of my system.and I no longer see your facewhen the lights fall out of existance..
I never lied to you..and you never told me the truth...
our entertwinde finger tips, and closely...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 03:47:00 GMT |
An Ode to Happy Endings and Dreams of Bloodsuckers |
As I grow older, I find myself becoming increasingly envious of those more youthful and their ability, or privledge rather, to cling to that which we are all expected to one day outgrow and leave behi...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 04:32:00 GMT |
Dear Sacramento |
This is to all of you who thought you were forgotten when i left:
I love my present life,and my future looks bright...I have come a long way from then until now.But I'll never forget wher...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 00:09:00 GMT |
Dear Chico |
November 24, 2007(12:00am)I'm so anxious right now that I can scarcely breathe. This anticipation is so extravagant that even Christmas sugar plums couldn't hold a candle to the things I hope to dream...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 15:03:00 GMT |
BECAUSE IT NEEDS TO BE SAID, AND I FINALLY KNOW HOW TO SAY IT: |
And I know that you check things to see what's on my mind.
From the moment you came into my life, (Or I came into yours I guess you could say), You've never been anything but a symbol of pain for my M...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 22:35:00 GMT |
Why cant we just make people love us the way we love them? |
Love? Dear lord, I'm starting to question how much of the meaning of love I actually grasp. It feels as if everytime I get one step closer to something that I think is love, it slips through my finger...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 01:29:00 GMT |
