none |
I'm in love with a man I've never met.
it's amazing the speed that loneliness comes when you've caught up with yourself
all that distraction amounts to nothing
and things are whipped straight ou...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Sep 2005 00:23:00 GMT |
I'll read this tomorrow |
flashes of heat
mistyped keys
a lonely guitar
end of the week
times running out
interesting to think
fumbling fingers
hands disconnected
a stop in your brain
makes everything hesitant
...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Aug 2005 23:56:00 GMT |
it's been to long. to long to forget forgotten words. |
she sits alone
I walk by the window and look in but don't bother to knock
she wanders alone
I walk with her, but don't hold her hand
our paths go crooked
we stumble and fall together
time ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Aug 2005 11:10:00 GMT |
love and compliance |
stomach turns
phone screams
silence overtakes every sound
strange it seems
the comfort you find
in the screaming of your ears
the pouring of your heart
like a guzzled bottle of wine on a r...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Jul 2005 18:58:00 GMT |
manual eye blinking |
another nites gone by
another dissapointment flown threw.
amazing isn't it the change in days?
how there's hardly anything to hold true
break it in
this neverending run
delight in sin
then le...
Posted by on Sat, 18 Jun 2005 01:15:00 GMT |
I'M OFF TO FLORIDA TOMORROW |
so uhhhhh for those of you that I talk to on a regular basis. which really isn't anyone anymore. I just thought I would inform you that if I do not call or E-mail, it's because I'm taking a quite spo...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Jun 2005 00:12:00 GMT |
let your space play with the light every once in a while. maybe it'll discover new shadows.? |
home is my favourite place to be.
my mother is one of my best friends
despite the things that she's missing, for who I am to her and who she is to me...now that I have realized that she is a pers...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Mar 2005 09:53:00 GMT |
Life through a looking glass of colour. |
I figure, I've got some time to kill.
it's hard to type. my fingers keep missing the buttons and hoing one left. that hoing was left as an example, I didn't actually fuck up :)
so I guess here we...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Jan 2005 13:53:00 GMT |
call it untitled. call it what you will. |
when it comes to it....
you don't know me any better then me.
everything in the world is symbolic.
so when I see the green Hurley sweatshirt laying on the floor.
I can't help see it.
because ...
Posted by on Mon, 29 Nov 2004 18:50:00 GMT |
What happened!???!?!?!!!!!? |
There's no recollection of the evil things I've donemy head feels like I musta had some fun
what happened?
Saturday nite......
....got to Chris'. -smoked a bowl-wandered around. found some wheat t...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Nov 2004 11:01:00 GMT |
