if i loose everything in the fire... |
God I haven't posted one of these in well....I can't really tell you how long. I am doing magicallife is rather stupendous. I am now a licensed cosmetologist in the state of california! That's pretty ...
Posted by on Sat, 30 May 2009 12:38:00 GMT |
untitled |
Completely colorblind, these red lights are going unseenFall behind with words unsaid you know they're always obscene'cause my ears, they bled before; I need to let them healShe fell out; her broken l...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 05:01:00 GMT |
we are your friend, you’ll never be alone again. |
Life is somehow making sense once again.And my final days of recovery I finally feel the unity between body and mind. For the record it was COMPLETELY worth it.Justice was amazing beyond belief and I ...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Mar 2008 22:56:00 GMT |
Don;’t Do Drugs so You Can Write Poetry (New poem) |
Note: I find it rather funny I wrote this poem in the morning when things shook me up later in the day, I guess I now have the bad to write.Don't do drugs so you can write poety"Write about what you k...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Oct 2007 23:01:00 GMT |
hella |
I'm over being mad at my friends.To much effort.Sigh.Can't we all just be friends again? I guess I just need to stop being stubborn.Once I get some inspiration I'll post some of my new poems. :]PS 10 ...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 21:22:00 GMT |
shit talkers never go far in life. |
If there was ever a lesson I learned in life, it's that. So suck it cunt, I'm sorry I have a lot of people around me that love and adore me and you on the other hand have to talk shit to ever get to t...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Aug 2007 11:55:00 GMT |
To those it concerns |
So quick update.It's amazing not having writters block anymore, after writting that poem yesterday (which is posted the blog below) though it was very depressing and emotionally draining to write I fe...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Aug 2007 01:34:00 GMT |
Clean Slate (New Poem) |
Clean SlateFour high walls, contain lid of a roof.All suffocating in the meaning of the word...trapped.Here I sit, arms wrapped around knees.rocking back and fourth back and fourth.where a song beggin...
Posted by on Mon, 06 Aug 2007 01:32:00 GMT |
Fear of being found |
Its crazy sometimes when you realize just how quickly things are changing. I was once so sure in my position in life but now I'm stuck on this edge of a metophorical cliff where the ground is crumblin...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 01:44:00 GMT |
to the lonley number of one that cares...I'm done |
Bandages on my legs and my arms from you Bandages, bandages, bandages Up and down on my legs my arms from you Bandages, bandages, bandages These bandages cover more than scrapes, cuts and ...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jul 2007 01:12:00 GMT |
