Boyfriend Application. [Exs should fill it out too! :D <3] |
Let's Talk About You, Baby:Name:Age:Where the fuck do you live?:Hair [color/style]:Eyes:Height:Tattoos:Piercings:DO YOU:Get embarrassed easily?:Have any allergies?:Talk on the phone?:Have a screenname...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 19:57:00 GMT |
Dear Boy, |
If I could, I'd run away and marry you right now. We could forget about money and live in a boxcar. If I could, I'd give you the world. We could heal it and help people to love. If I could, I'...
Posted by on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 13:54:00 GMT |
Snippets of memories, youll know if theyre yours. |
Remember when we laid and watched the clouds with Donald?Remember when we went into the woods with Donald, Ryan, Daniel and Patrick and crawled in the sewers? Remember "they’re going upstai...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 14:39:00 GMT |
20 people. |
1. We’ve been through so much, hun. Somehow, we always end up back together. You drive me so crazy, but make me so happy at the same time. It’s amazing to sing with you, we’ll make i...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Mar 2008 20:22:00 GMT |
For Somebody. |
Come over, little indie boy and play your ukelele,Sit here, little indie boy and strum your guitar.Oh please, little indie boy, write me a story,Come on, little indie boy, sing me a song.A picnicker's...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 13:26:00 GMT |
Voice. |
I am a writer of epitaphs and cliche love songs,My fingers are covered with ink and my body with bruises.Look past my first impression,And I can be your sundress bride and you my pinstriped lover.
My ...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Feb 2008 18:59:00 GMT |
So Much. |
She has him; he's wrapped around her needy finger,He longs for her like a desert for a yearly rain.She has him, undying devotion from the mind and heart of a troubled lover,He worships her like a god...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 15:49:00 GMT |
The Perks Of Being A Wallflower. |
I wish my writing was more bold,more Steven Chbosky and less classical poets.I wish my writing was less ostentatious andmore affecting, like the kind of poetry thatmakes you stop and think. And not ju...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 15:49:00 GMT |
Oh, Captain. |
Oh sweet and stalwart Captain, your time at sea is done,All the lessons have been taught, the battles have been won;The ship bears scars, as does your heart, never to be healed,The letters to the gen...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 15:48:00 GMT |
Salvation. |
When you come, as you soon must, to the streets of our city, Ignore the callous wind urging you quickly out. Keep your wings in close, however ragged they may be, Wander rambling, mad i...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 15:48:00 GMT |
