chances |
there's a lot of chances. to do anything.I suppose I could make something marvelous happen for you. I suppose I could do anything. But I'm not seeing chances I can... capitalize? Or... Posted by micahel. on Tue, 01 May 2007 11:06:00 PST |
soundgarden =O |
Shadow faceBlowing smoke and talking windLost my gripFell too far to start againA sudden snakeFound my shape and tells the worldRemember thisRemember everything is just blackOr burning sunAnd I hope i... Posted by micahel. on Sat, 07 Apr 2007 10:11:00 PST |
darling |
If I were to pour my soul into paper, I think you'd know.Isn't that something?Sit through a hurricane with you anytime. Posted by micahel. on Sat, 03 Feb 2007 09:09:00 PST |
beautiful? |
So I figure for at least one moment for anyone you ever see they'll be beautiful.Not like when you finally notice one of their good features such as "Oh... what fine eyes she has!"B... Posted by micahel. on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 04:19:00 PST |
angry i guess |
I worry for myself. hah. I was so angry today. Fell out of bed very unceremoniously. water was cold. crashed through physics FRQ's. messed around 2nd. missed lunch studying for my s... Posted by micahel. on Fri, 15 Dec 2006 11:48:00 PST |
take it down |
Off the wall of the HEEZYyou know? its good, it was fun. and hell we laughed.if its like that I'd want it.I'd like to add that ms.joanjett was pounding in the back of my head the wh... Posted by micahel. on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 12:03:00 PST |
4th period downs? |
rough during fourth? yeah me too. holdin it together.starting something...The clouds shrouded the mountaintop; mist wreathed the crown of the hill. The world ended there.maybe i'll write a book? haha ... Posted by micahel. on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 07:26:00 PST |
danananananaaa |
element eeiigghty.yo.what a band. crazy redneck texan people being emo. its rad.anyways. physics. lame yo.I hate my APUSH class, physics is boring, AP comps isn't what it's cut out to be, APEL is fun ... Posted by micahel. on Fri, 06 Oct 2006 12:58:00 PST |
doodling in APUSH |
Silence. Like the ticking of the clock is silent. With slow slow trepidatious steps the moments shift into the next. As the soft rustle of everything pulses and sways, the world sings a sweet reprise.... Posted by micahel. on Wed, 20 Sep 2006 09:16:00 PST |
voices |
They're like in my head. I think its either lack of sleep or obsession.Neither of those are particularly healthy.Damn you would have thought this thing would have gone off and left by now.Part of me l... Posted by micahel. on Sun, 27 Aug 2006 01:23:00 PST |