When the day met the night. |
For my dearest, my love.
When the moon fell in love with the sunAll was golden in the skyAll was golden when the day met the nightWhen the sun found the moonShe was drinking tea in a gardenUnder the g...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 07:13:00 GMT |
Stop, Take some time to think, Figure out what's important to you. |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wq9SLX_DP3U
I appreciate this song.
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 07:27:00 GMT |
Everyone I know goes away in the end. |
This is one of my favorite Johnny Cash songs.
I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that’s real The needle tears a holeThe old familiar sting Try to kil...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 01:44:00 GMT |
I’ll be here by the ocean |
And honestly, I have been begging for answersThat you and only you can give to meA voice crying loudI’ve been crying for days nowAnd as I start to run, I stop to breathe(And I was nearly scared ...
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 22:39:00 GMT |
Her heart must be made out of fools gold, they all take it and realize that it’s worth nothing |
Good morning, homeskillets. Aka, general public of Stef's blog readers. Since I don't know who all reads my typed words, I can't say specific names. Yes, it is time again for another Something I Could...
Posted by on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 05:27:00 GMT |
These are my demands. |
Hm... Yesterday was fun. I went to Coleman. Saw my peeps. Went to Brownwood. Got pimped out. Yes, I love you for it.
Okay, so I saw this on someone else's blog. It's all about things that you want. I...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 13:11:00 GMT |
Lies from the tablecloth. |
Edited....
Ah. Okay, I need to clear my thoughts of a few things. Yes, this will be another something I could never say to you blogs. Enjoy my rants.
1. Why are you still here, in my head? I try to sh...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 21:06:00 GMT |
Your promises look like lies... |
As his hand glides across her bare back, she trembles at the thought that he will leave her. Like everyone else, he plays with her, and her heart can't take it from anyone anymore. She rises from the ...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 02:38:00 GMT |
Why is your hand in mine? |
Ugh.. I can't think straight. I need to do my history essay but too many things are running through my mind. I want to do this but I'm kind of afraid to. I'll do it anyways.... These aren't as popular...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Dec 2007 21:49:00 GMT |
And you will never see her soar... |
It's been a really long time since I've posted a blog that hasn't been lyrics. I think that is the result since I've been able to figure things out on my own, and I also have Rosy right in my roo...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 15:40:00 GMT |
