dirty the soul. |
why would i want to create?
how can i explain this to you?without a snicker, scoff, or furrowed eyebrowat my unrealistic unwinding?there's this inexpressible state of mindthat occurs occasionally that...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 15:23:00 GMT |
ILLOGICAL. |
i despise this cloudness that blinds your reason during personal crises.i am disgusted by this lack of logic that envelops your mind in times of trouble.this period of time when you need resonable tho...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 00:26:00 GMT |
problem solved. |
i'm in love with love just like the rest of my love-lustful peers.
we're all in this collective attachment to be attached..we're all infatuated with 'mine and mine only' and 'theirs and theirs o...
Posted by on Sun, 04 May 2008 21:30:00 GMT |
what have we told ourselves? |
what a pivotal point in life this age is.the high school graduation, the mature relationships, the ever-forming ever-changing ever-rebelling new thoughts and new ideas.
all of this. we are on the bri...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 00:19:00 GMT |
i think im getting older.. |
why was i so worried before?
i love how certain songs can make you think more clearly. Or maybe the songs are reminding you of a time when you thought more clearly.
oh, who knows?
i think th...
Posted by on Fri, 14 Dec 2007 00:33:00 GMT |
Love, from past and present experiences.. |
"I love you"But it's not real, not so much The Truth (just the truth)it's the instantaneous emotiona momentary spasm of hormoneswhich is not to be disregardedbut to be relished, to be rememb...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 18:46:00 GMT |
EVERYTHING IS CHANGING. |
EMBRACE IT.
there's a bug caught inside that bag.that bag that contains my dress. gross, right?
funny thing about bugs, ya know?
i was drawing last night, at my neat little wooden table ...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 21:10:00 GMT |
