favorite covers |
one of my favorite covers Posted by on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 18:13:00 GMT |
moths |
Mouthless, there are no distractions
A moth is always
Only
&... Posted by on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 22:06:00 GMT |
Time |
Somedays time starts to pile up around you. In stacks on the floor, and piles in the corners. All your old wishes and hopes and dreams and those goddamn somedays. Just waiting. But w... Posted by on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 07:52:00 GMT |
Moon |
"and when my soul is blinded to that of another, by my own pettiness and need and greed and sorrow, i look to the stars and moon. For there is where i will find contentment. The music of the moon fill... Posted by on Sun, 12 Nov 2006 22:20:00 GMT |
its always the wrong time |
"It's probably the wrong time to tell you this. But, um, well, maybe it's the perfect time. I realize how incredibly confusing things are between us right now. I can't even begin to explain our relati... Posted by on Fri, 21 Jul 2006 10:20:00 GMT |
sunrise |
Well you know I love to listen
To the sunrise
Listen to it spout all those pretty lies
And if you wondered why
I never believed a word youd say
Maybe Id just heard them all before
If Im lucky, ... Posted by on Thu, 22 Jun 2006 21:21:00 GMT |
Crazy |
I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mindThere was something so pleasant about that place.Even your emotions had an echoIn so much spaceAnd when you're out thereWithout care,Yeah, I ... Posted by on Fri, 02 Jun 2006 08:25:00 GMT |
Men and Mascara |
Sunday dress hangin' on the bedroom door; Empty bottle of wine on the hardwood floor. Last night, he said she was the one: Oh, but men an' mascara always run. Did I give my love too soon or wait too l... Posted by on Fri, 26 May 2006 06:42:00 GMT |
E.S. |
I understand that you learn from the hard stuff in life etc etc etc, but can I PLEASE have an eternal sunshine moment? I'd like to just forget certain things. It would make everything so much easier. ... Posted by on Thu, 11 May 2006 10:12:00 GMT |
memorium |
As I sit and focus
Seeking something, solitude, sentience
I see that in my memories
There is me-yet I am gone
That person lasting no
Longer than a second
A substitute for one whos
Seen hours, days, y... Posted by on Mon, 01 May 2006 19:39:00 GMT |