Jumbled words of wise men |
We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have hidden in as if caves. I wish for all th...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Jul 2008 06:58:00 GMT |
And they shall call him..... |
BOYS &n
bsp; &n
bsp; &n
bsp; &nb...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 11:31:00 GMT |
Cheer up sleepy Gene - o what does it mean 2 a day dream believer and a homecoming queen-pix |
So the only time i can sleep... is when he's near
Posted by on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 10:32:00 GMT |
He has scissor hands... but we her and i have cold hearts -pix |
stomp a hoe trial
we make eachother laugh even when we killin hoes!
we are ultra - super -fantastic- best -friends-for life... be jealous!
I ripped his face off!
Posted by on Tue, 26 Sep 2006 09:53:00 GMT |
a gathering of angels... and this is what they said |
this was mine and kevins 2nd date... so trashed
Posted by on Fri, 18 Aug 2006 17:54:00 GMT |
the windows to my soul have pulled the shades shut |
sitting wasting away... so tedious - so routine - the sad story that is daily life - if only a good song would come on the radio - something that reminds me of my youth - young in the face, but old in...
Posted by on Sat, 12 Aug 2006 23:07:00 GMT |
lunch time fatties |
so i just thought i would share the fact that guys may not have a sentimental bone in their damn bodies!
but they can still be sweet... sometimes
for instance yesterday = happy 6 months.
me i went all...
Posted by on Wed, 24 May 2006 10:48:00 GMT |
another i love you |
so i wake up next to the same face every day... and you know what it never get's old,
i fall asleep in the same arms every night, and everytime i feel more safe than the last,
sometimes i sit alone wa...
Posted by on Mon, 22 May 2006 07:27:00 GMT |
death can be beautiful |
sew a smile on my faceand sever my throatrun a blade across my skulljust leave my brain exposedlet the blood drain downto quinch my last thirstpin my eyelids back, beautifulI am ready for the hearse
Posted by on Wed, 03 May 2006 08:53:00 GMT |
i get lame-er and lame-er as the days go by-- notto mention i think i need prozac |
i don't know why i did... but i fell hard for you--
i think about you all day long,- my heart aches to see you cry.... i apologize in advance for everytime i've made or will make you angry ...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Apr 2006 09:05:00 GMT |
