AAAaaahhhhhhh!!! |
I sit and stare at the wall with a mild look of discontent upon my face. Staring not straight ahead and not even really looking at anything at all. Gazing deep as though the wall is a mirror. Not jus...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Nov 2005 22:38:00 GMT |
lost |
missing writtings re-discovered Lost I'm not lost Just a bit bewildered for a few... Years I'll keep searching Seeking Hoping But it's difficult No map or compass N...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Nov 2005 09:51:00 GMT |
blah |
Ill always be sad with my mittens
Maybe ill always be sad
Maybe its my maybes
Maybe its the thought of things or people I can not have
Maybe its the texas, california, new mexico, and colora...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Oct 2005 01:17:00 GMT |
my suicide |
My suicide ... this is to dying in your in your arms and why I had to try it
It wont natural causes that kills him
Natural in life
But not a cancer, disease, curse, or sickness
...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Oct 2005 00:13:00 GMT |
can i touch your leg? do i make you sweat? |
1. Who are you? 2. Are we friends? 3. When and how did we meet? 4. Do you think im cute? 5. Do you have a crush on me? 6. Would you kiss me? 7. Would you DO ME? 8. Give me a nickname and explain why y...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Oct 2005 00:53:00 GMT |
lost |
the feeling of being lost
and nothing
i kick and scream for help with no to little
why try when trying has only brought you nothing
but pain
brokeness
and loneliness
my own island is comfort
...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Oct 2005 04:20:00 GMT |
statement of rebellion |
Austin Metzger
Architectural Theory
4.19.05
Manifesto
Building dreams on a foundation of wicked nation. This is a statement of rebellion against the American dream.
It is said that home i...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Apr 2005 11:23:00 GMT |
samuel mockbee |
Heart-Full Homes
Samuel Mockbee once said, Everybody wants the same thing, rich or poor& not only a warm, dry room, but a shelter for the soul (ruralstudio.com/sambobio.html). Why shouldnt ever...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Apr 2005 08:32:00 GMT |
Rotten Man |
He was a shadow
He was a lie
Destined to fail
It was his fait to suck at life
With all the wrong answers
It took him more than one try
Too stubborn to surrender
He lives a lonely life
Did...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Feb 2005 02:57:00 GMT |
Your Baby Blues |
Blind babies walkn around
Blind babies dont touch the ground
Wipe off that frown
Pick up your crown
Blind babies dont commit no crimes
Blind babies shake up your rhymes
Fist full of dimes
...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Feb 2005 18:36:00 GMT |
