what not to do when you go to portland |
things not to do when you go to portland:1)dont go to milton (aka east bumfuck)& miss the placement test you need to take for college.2)dont get get directions to someones house.. aka "the highway"3)d... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 01:30:00 PST |
RIP strawberry marie 12/15 |
last night my dog died. she was around 12 or 13 yrs old.... and i've had her for most my life. she was my childhood dog. :( & i loved her with my everything... i feel like i took advantage that she wa... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Sat, 16 Dec 2006 02:10:00 PST |
lay down with me |
layy me down on a bed of roses&& dont let me leave your arms untilthe dawn brakes. just dream with me of angels so we can flyyso far away. pleasedont leave me now.. w/oyour warmthh to guide mew/o youk... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 01:10:00 PST |
a mask (poem) |
haterated is love in discise. a mask to hide the pain of love and try to forget the memories locked in pictures as if a slow fall of the grains of time. pictures are a book in reverse; you learn less ... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 03:31:00 PST |
the periceing arrow (poem) |
my heart has been shot by an arrow, not a broken peice of mind but a sorry state of pain. what has lead this hopeful possiblity that leaves me entranced in your warm glow, that somehow between long ni... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 03:23:00 PST |
how far (poem) |
how far have we come to our sense of reality so far has only brought pain how long can we last? in this city of doubt and untrustful lies. how can i smile without the warmth of yours and your strenth... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 03:00:00 PST |
what is a forever kinda of love?(poem) |
a forever kind of lovethe kind where nothing could stand it its way.not even the strongest wavecould knock it downbut oh i wonderis forever really forever?and how strong really are we?oh for all the p... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 02:54:00 PST |
the missing sign...poem |
i am lost.
without words,
or feelings.
traced in a black hole
with nothing but a heart beat
which seems not to even exsit anymore;
but then agian neither ... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Wed, 11 Jan 2006 06:28:00 PST |
my mask... poem |
my mask of smiles and cheerful high fiveshides the dark running tears that feel insideuntrustful eyes you watch me withas mine so longing of hopes and a wishfor someday you to reconize my painand reli... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Tue, 10 Jan 2006 12:32:00 PST |
poem from math class |
my sleepy eyes wonder to the window which shows the heavenly blue in the sky. revealed only when the wind blows just the right way, hiding the clouds for another day. wasted pricous time... Posted by Desperate Times Call For Pocket Strobe Lights :) on Wed, 14 Sep 2005 12:05:00 PST |