The absence of sense |
Maybe its because im sick and on all kinds of meds. but today i just felt really uncomfortable within my own skin. Its one of those days where it seems like your looking in on someone elses life, and ... Posted by on Mon, 30 Mar 2009 15:21:00 GMT |
My Take On Valentine's Day |
it always seems like my blog is the hardest thing to update. never run out of pictures, always a new angle to capture skin. music videos, picking music. its all easy...but trying to write about yourse... Posted by on Sun, 15 Feb 2009 17:44:00 GMT |
backwards Written by me |
the sky was violet, with shades of cold around the seams
layered with hundreds of stars, lighting up the frequencies
messages between lovers, and tears from broken dreams
never did it seem so grand an... Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 20:32:00 GMT |
life in retrospect. |
I have lived my life very intricately. Sometimes overly cautious, sometimes overly stressed. I have done very little to make it better, perhaps, because i dont know where to start. ... Posted by on Sat, 16 Aug 2008 19:18:00 GMT |
overdose |
sink into the depression on my fleshunderstanding is the only way you ever coulda fortress 100 feet tall has occupied the area where i once stoodresorting to memories to glue together everything i was... Posted by on Sun, 03 Aug 2008 01:17:00 GMT |
in slow motion |
walking awayi feel the earth slow downcut to the tears i didnt let you seeas the lights rushed by and the concrete of the streetsthat once belonged to us, whispered farewell to the romance that we let... Posted by on Tue, 08 Jul 2008 01:23:00 GMT |
me singing "ready for love" |
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jun 2008 13:35:00 GMT |
where you see me now |
its clear that what became of mewas something of a shelljust learning from my miseryto build my little helli see the world for what it islike a moment you could tellthat all that kept me from breaking... Posted by on Fri, 30 May 2008 01:49:00 GMT |
hero of your lie |
funny how the willow turnsit dies underneath the morning skybelow the trails of stolen liesand you would always plant a brand new seedto keep the memories aliveand now night falls on this broken homew... Posted by on Fri, 16 May 2008 00:25:00 GMT |
me singing "top of the world" by patty griffin |
Posted by on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 21:29:00 GMT |