someone should have told him. |
rebel, rebelyour place is a mess.here's to hopingand prayingand wishingon all my starsin all my skieson every moonlightin everywindowthat this sparkleiside of menever fades....
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 11:36:00 PST |
best 2 out of 3 |
for the record:the prettiest canvases are the ones wrapped around your bonesand all i want is to fingerpaint all over them with invisible ink.sometimes my mom mushes all our names together and turns u...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 05:13:00 PST |
im afraid to cry |
We're connected to the world
In the way that our tears
Are made of salt water. And
When we cry we cry pieces of the ocean.
We're connected to the world
In the way that
our lungs are made of
tree ...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 03:39:00 PST |
your dimensions are exceptional |
i'm stuck in the middle of needing and wanting as if there really was any difference between the two. as if there really was a difference between anything at all. i hate that you don't make me feel. y...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 07:44:00 PST |
and im never coming back. |
you're a sympathetic paramedic. trying to save me from what's destroying me. your eyes cry in ways that aren't shown through your face, and your tears are a river in egypt. i wont lie when i say...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 07:12:00 PST |
fragile |
You're the tiny little specs of color i see through my own eyes. you're the missing puzzle pieces scattering thoughts of conclusions throughout my head. you're the last petal of every he-loves-me i've...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 05:53:00 PST |
and i only loved him for a minute |
but that minute seems like my foreveror like it was supposed to be foreverand i wonder now, with all the in-betweens and the twisting hearts,if my forever doesn't even exist. because when you disappea...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 12:04:00 PST |
too much to stay. |
I wish words knew how to describe the way I feel.little and innocent.clinging to youhanging from your every word.I love how i can say my prettiest things to you, and you know exactly what to say back ...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 04:04:00 PST |
underneath it all |
i tried to forget you.i tried to be [forgettable]and my mind is plagued with "do you want to know what i heard?"and "is it true?"because everytime i answer, i'm afraid you'll tell m...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 06:17:00 PST |
sounds in symphony (check 1, 2) |
if my insides could reverberateall of my deep deep heart feltswish they could be set free. In a way that they're resounding in a succession of echoes. All I reallywant is to tell my story from be...
Posted by unoriginal gangster on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 02:02:00 PST |
