READ THIS!!! |
TO WRITE LOVE ON HER ARMS.by jamie tworkowskiPedro the Lion is loud in the speakers, and the city waits just outside our open windows. She sits and sings, legs crossed in the passenger seat, her prett...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 20:43:00 GMT |
somethin that makes u think |
A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening, and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had...
Posted by on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 07:56:00 GMT |
Warren Ortenblad |
Transfinite Tranquility, life's finality. Reality, just formality. Perception, one's interpretation. Fiction, life's question. Gothic, someones anesthetic. Music, others narcotic. Godless, life'...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 10:40:00 GMT |
Question for anyone to answer. |
My question is this. I have been asked from so many people what you do to get close to God. They tell me that they go to church and read their bible and yet they still feel empty. I ...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 19:43:00 GMT |
The first song I ever wrote!!! |
"How the White Carpet Became Red"Just Drivin HomePick up the phoneShe says she's leavingWalk insideThink she liedBut she's not there(Chorus)Why did I lose herFlew like a birdNever to be heard(repeat)L...
Posted by on Thu, 25 May 2006 19:34:00 GMT |
