honest as liars are. |
innocence may not be lost, but it cant be found here.
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jan 2009 15:04:00 GMT |
whats the meanest you can be to the one you claim to love..... |
and still smile to your new-found friends?...
the difference between 7 years and a lifetime was the one month it took to destroy something beautiful with the one you love. deception not intention. the...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 04:50:00 GMT |
the most honest thing i have ever written. |
carve away reality. the truth cuts like a thousand razors. whatever numbs. it would be news to you all to find that im not well. only a fool couldnt have seen what seemed so obvious when i stared back...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 14:12:00 GMT |
you had to ask..... |
ok, six random ass depressing facts about me. and no, i never had chlamydia, keith. especially not in the 9th grade.
here we go.
1. i am scared of heighs like lindsay lohan is scared of a twink...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 16:35:00 GMT |
haiku |
i, the doom, have writted a haiku just for you. wind blows through the treesdoom the squirrel i doom you toodoom doom doom doom doom
Posted by on Thu, 16 Feb 2006 20:33:00 GMT |
its been a while..... |
life seems to be the only thing we have in common anymore, or maybe thats what i was meant to believe. its a good thing i dont believe in much of anything. how am i supposed to when the look in your ...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Jan 2006 16:22:00 GMT |
it could be said that we're better off alone. |
silence is a virtue in a world where our voices are the shovels that are digging our own graves.
Posted by on Sat, 31 Dec 2005 14:06:00 GMT |
you will never understand this. |
slap in the mouth sideways. hit you with the fairytale house the wizard minus the opposite. armegeddon cooked my barbecue pig throw away the dirty shoe. i breathe cold freeze your heart youstill smili...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Oct 2005 19:05:00 GMT |
cutting losses. |
turn your precious blue eyes this way so that i know your attention belongs to me. i apologize it had to end up like this, but really, its not my fault, you see. puppets were we, h...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Sep 2005 20:07:00 GMT |
kieth's ramblings |
"the most beautiful girls in the world only exist to torture me. sitting on a hard wood bar stool, you can see nothing is for you. the sounds of senseless chatter and never-ending flirtations fill you...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Jul 2005 17:11:00 GMT |
