Better rashional. |
Im so content right now. I feel like I won something. Like
the feeling you when you play the claw machine and actually pick something
up. Yep, thats how I feel. And I dont want it to go away. I...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:50:00 GMT |
Rhetorical Letters |
Dearest,I sleep too close to the wall and wake up with bruised legs, and I am telling you this because I know how you fancy the color purple.Dearest,Why is it that flowers trust the sun so blindly? Th...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Nov 2009 23:23:00 GMT |
& baby when I need you, youre never here. |
What can I say for myself? Ive seemed to have been stripped
down, broke apart, torn away at the seams. Id like to tell you Im adjusting
well to adulthood, that all this growing up shit comes to b...
Posted by on Sun, 15 Nov 2009 22:20:00 GMT |
Explanations and conversations |
Every time I look back and let my eyes focus on the dimly lit memories that I halfheartedly formed about my teenage years I feel sick. I dont have time to explain everything to you, and I dont...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Nov 2009 20:20:00 GMT |
Fortune. |
Me? Im scared of everything. Im scared of what I saw, Im scared of what I did, of who I am, and most of all Im scared of walking out of here and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I f...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Oct 2009 22:38:00 GMT |
I don't mind the sun, sometimes; |
...the images it shows. I can taste you on my lips and smell you on my clothes.
Posted by on Wed, 21 Oct 2009 22:55:00 GMT |
One love. |
I love this man.
It's as simple as that.
Posted by on Sat, 17 Oct 2009 21:01:00 GMT |
How to Save a Life |
How to Save a Life - The FrayStep one, you say we need to talk. He walks, you say sit down it's just a talk. He smiles
politely back at you. You stare politely
right on through some sort of window t...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Sep 2009 13:10:00 GMT |
Just keep asking yourself: "What would Jesus NOT do?" |
We've taken the world apart but we have no idea what to do with the pieces.The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because it's only intangibles...
Posted by on Tue, 29 Sep 2009 22:52:00 GMT |
Into nothing. |
"Breath in, just breath in."Crash and burn. Here I am, come and find me. I left everything I was made of behind, dropped a few names and got into a bus headed a n y w h e r e but here. I closed my eye...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Sep 2009 02:33:00 GMT |
