inarticulate words |
sunday nights will always hold a special place in my heart.its the end of a sunday...turning to be monday morning.i've been through a lot this past month.i've been diagnosed as epileptic.i've seen mir... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 03:05:00 PST |
vintage kisses |
its 4am.my eyes are blurry and glued to this stupid computer screen.im trying to learn the hip 'facebook' shit.so i write on myspace instead.i dont get it.i dont get any of this.i do get that i need t... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 04:20:00 PST |
i dont wanna talk |
I don't wanna talkAbout the things we've gone throughThough it's hurting meNow it's historyI've played all my cardsAnd that's what you've done tooNothing more to sayNo more ace to playThe winner takes... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Tue, 19 Aug 2008 10:12:00 PST |
anger management |
my inner demons compel me to be hereyour cheeks are flush like rose petals you're consumed with rage but i'm consumed with youour eyes intertwine through the hazeintoxicated by your bloodshot starein ... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Sun, 06 Jul 2008 04:01:00 PST |
oh...all to catch a thief |
i feel that you shouldn't get involved in an intimate relationshipuntil you are emotionally mature enough to handle it totallyable to cope with your feelings and your sexualitywithout guilt, inhabitio... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Sun, 06 Jul 2008 04:06:00 PST |
7 days a week |
where do i begin.its all so blurry. a frenzy. a circus.last friday is the same as today. a tuesday. the same as monday.this wednesday is the one that got away.the book he gave me, on his day, talks ab... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Wed, 18 Jun 2008 06:27:00 PST |
they fight in the halls |
this building is sinkingunlock my body and move myself to dancethe ’fuck you’ ’s have lost their meaningparanoia sinks ini cant make the long walk down the halli watched from my wind... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 02:54:00 PST |
sadie |
breaks the ruleslays it down for all to seeon sunny days the world awaits for her loveshe comes along to turn on everyoneshe’s the greatest of them alljust a smile would lighten everythingshe ma... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Mon, 10 Mar 2008 03:32:00 PST |
romance or circumstance? |
HER LAUNDRY LIST OF LUST:he looks at me too much. touches me. i dont know how i feel about it. i think it scares me in a way.im invisable to another. he doesn't know i exist. he didn't look at me that... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 02:46:00 PST |
dear _____, |
im not so good at being the best.but im oh so good at trying my best.but you see, i dont have a best.i dont want this.do you have expecations?have i let you down?i have expectations.it hurts when no o... Posted by Brett Elizabeth© on Sat, 02 Feb 2008 02:07:00 PST |