parents are headaches to many hours out of the day... |
i haven't had a car since valentines day... and with gas so high... my girlfriend can't always be the one driving me around and my parents vehicles are gas hogs... so that means i get to see her when ... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Thu, 13 Apr 2006 08:15:00 PST |
"kait" |
tough days and tough nightsleading me to a destructive placecourage invoked by a beautiful girla courage from long agoshe makes me think things threwshe make me understand when i am wrongand most of a... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Tue, 28 Mar 2006 05:53:00 PST |
bomb shelter |
so i was looking at this guys mypsace... and he had a picture of him coming out and going it to a bomb shelter... one that the door shuts towards the groud... well i thought to myself how cool it woul... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Sat, 25 Feb 2006 08:27:00 PST |
something i learned |
so tonight i realized that for once i feel secure in the fact that my girlfriend loves me... wow... all those times that i was unsure of it completely clear in my mind... she is something special... s... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Wed, 25 Jan 2006 08:11:00 PST |
extremely funny... people are dumb somtimes |
so eye contact towards someone is always a plus if the feeling is shared on both ends... but what is really funny is to mess with people who think they have a chance... i know it seems shallow and hor... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Fri, 14 Oct 2005 08:54:00 PST |
Split Second another poem of mine... |
Split Second Does anyone notice the world beneath their feet? Or do we all look to far ahead wishing we were there? &... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Tue, 06 Sep 2005 08:13:00 PST |
a poem i wrote... take a look |
consequences and bad dreams come and go confusion spilling like the tears from her eyes bruises left deeper than we all thought so does it end or are we just barely starting does the world look back a... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Mon, 22 Aug 2005 06:59:00 PST |
why do we have such wicked dreams? |
so i slept the whole night... no dreams... like always... but when i get woken up and the fall back asleep for like an hour or two i have the weirdest dreams ever... today's however crossed the line ... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
pray hard... |
so today marks the first of the days i won't be in school... after missing my first day of school because my teacher told me wrong and the school didn't send any paperwork home or even give me the cur... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
i don't think i have written something this emo before... |
"death..." confused and wondering futher into the darkness instinctively running... running further away confused by this utter chaos... how can it be the truth never stands tall enough through ... Posted by They Call Me Justin on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |