rainfest |
fucking legit. bloody nose, broken glasses, smashed thumb, punched in the gut, punched in the chest [breast plate], plowed by 250 pound men, grown men falling directly on my skull, not eating mu... Posted by on Sat, 31 May 2008 23:06:00 GMT |
the good times are killing me |
You know, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t miss it.I miss it all.Memories are things that brand themselves to your brain. Some fade away, but the best ones always stay. Unfortunately, so do... Posted by on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 19:31:00 GMT |
killing me softly |
It's funny to look back on the things you took for granted, and then realize how deeply you really care for them. I don't think this has been so true as it is now. Posted by on Sun, 09 Mar 2008 20:29:00 GMT |
tonight is all about we miss you |
I miss the feeling of being a child. Having not a care in the world. As a kid, you wish nothing more than to be a BIG kid. Now, as a big kid, you want nothing more than to be a child again. The furthe... Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 18:51:00 GMT |