Blind |
so if there really is a steel man sitting up on his tin canthis orb we call our homethen damn me to hell cuz thats where im goinghopefully they'll be room there to roama big open space, a beautiful pl...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 17:27:00 GMT |
Daydreams |
this bliss is burdeni write in metaphors and dreamsi love in smiles that rip at the seamsthis decaydence is blissbut to be blissful is inessentialand we dont essentially no the difference anywayyour a...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Nov 2008 04:58:00 GMT |
The Letter L |
please love mei' ve stayed up these past few nightsand we continue to fightabout how amazing you areyou wont agree that i need you your the most graceful beautiful inspirationalthing that i've ever se...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Sep 2008 18:18:00 GMT |
Puppets |
"We're all puppetsWe're all marionettes"- The Receiving End of SirensThe hardest part of anything is finishing it. You can begin with a plan, or you can begin haphazardly. you can stick with it to a t...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Aug 2008 18:36:00 GMT |
living up or simply living |
Sometimes I wish I was more of an athlete. High school seems just the opposite of a game. The "they" everyone always talks about counts up all the mistakes and ranks and compares them against all th...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 12:56:00 GMT |
