that sort of spinning feeling... |
I crush youyou're beautifulyou seem to complythe weight of your bodyis like heaven on mineyour face in the darkis like a light in my lifeI fly.I kiss youyou're beautifulyou know that you areif you'll ... Posted by Timm on Tue, 16 May 2006 06:32:00 PST |
A man and his peanut butter... (PICS) |
So, I was making myself a peanut butter & jelly sandwich one day and Dicky's g/f Nicky was like "I want to take a picture of you eating your PB&J sandwich..."SOOOO... I let her. And show... Posted by Timm on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 09:34:00 PST |
I have a new dream... |
I want to drive an ice cream truck in Los Angeles. Posted by Timm on Thu, 29 Sep 2005 05:55:00 PST |
Flowers & love... |
So why do people give flowers as a sign of love?..... Beyond the premise that they're pretty and pleasant to the senses, which is why they've become a universal symbol of love, I've realized that flo... Posted by Timm on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Missing something, my angel? |
Last time I looked in your eyes they were all glassy but you hadn't been crying It's like you've shattered and now I see myself a million times and yet it's me that cries On windy city streets we tou... Posted by Timm on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The soundtrack to my life... |
I'm making an early Christmas list...
I don't care much for possessions at this point in my life, but I know what I really want...
I want some sort of global jukebox that will play everywhere I go... Posted by Timm on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
NOT just like in the movies... |
So I'm sitting here drawing a picture, but I don't know how to draw. I think I've been living in some fantasy that life can be just like it is in the movies. If that were so, I'd draw an incredible de... Posted by Timm on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Empty Streets.... |
Empty Streets
Time makes it's way
through these empty streets.
I walk and stray away,
the clouds above shade my way,
some days.
Sunny days seem so far away.
Copyright ©2005 Timothy Erk Posted by Timm on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Insomnia... |
with insomnia, nothing is real.everything is far away.everything is a copy of a copy of a copy. I am Jack's wasted life.If you've ever seen Fight Club, that is EXACTLY how I feel. I've been living th... Posted by Timm on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |