Everything thus far |
Moscow Its an innate ability is what I decided, something your born with, and in the beginning something I had no control over and when the towers collapsed, 2,823 souls became mine, tylers included....
Posted by Matt on Mon, 30 Jan 2006 02:23:00 PST |
The Book of Matt - Part I, Moscow |
Its an innate ability is what I decided, something your born with, and in the beginning something I had no control over and when the towers collapsed, 2,823 souls became mine, tylers included. T...
Posted by Matt on Tue, 20 Sep 2005 06:24:00 PST |
The Book of Matt - Dream part III |
part III and maybe we've lost touch with society, self segregating ourselves from it letting our memories dictate our actions and maybe you think 'where do you two get the money, how do you pay...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 19 Sep 2005 09:11:00 PST |
the only thing I've ever written that I actually feel is good |
The words are lost in the motionsA fleeting sense of relief leaves me as I begin to dread my own future(life, love, & the mystery)your eyes are wasted on (these) lost soulswhile mine are lost in y...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
happy birthday |
It seems to be hitting me harder this year I'm not sure why, four years you would be talking, I can almost see your smile I question the fucked up sense of values some people in this country have and...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
I am lame..... |
fill this out people!!
COPY & PASTE IT or.. whatever.. just answer it
1. Your Name:
2. Age:
3. Fave Color:
4. Fave Movie:
5. Fave Song:
6. Fave Band:
7. Most Embarassing Moment:
...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
something for the nonexistant people who read this |
I remember when the yellow trees would talk to me
Its what they told me about yesterday
How I fell in love with you
And they took my left hand away
(tore it off with my heart)
cutting me open wit...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
tom petty |
popstars, cereal and childhood realities each of us with our own special little tragedyI've gone lost in this insomnia, dark raining daycutting clear paths in this station wagon through corn fields ou...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
thoughts 4.23.04 |
Its time at home that gives me this morbid sense of reality, its a reminder of everything I use to be, everything I was, the good and the bad. Being at home puts me in a nostalgic mood.&nb...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
4.17.04 |
I thought yesterday was hot, I was sweating in my pants, but then I thought back to summer. Working in that building in the middle of july, two box fans circulating the same stale air, selling slushi...
Posted by Matt on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
