Him and Her |
They are loves failing regression. Determined to take the mystery out of possibility, stumbling, intruding through the front door and she isn't interested in time; attracting her hand to his and ... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Fri, 06 Jul 2007 01:37:00 PST |
You smell ( Phoneix Shoes) |
You smell.
But not in the way your probably thinking
You smell,
like the shores of San Francisco on a Sunday Afternoon
You smell
Like the first Churro I got when I stepped into Disneyland on ... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 01:28:00 PST |
Deciding to Not kill a 10yr old girl is harder then you think... |
Sarah is a ten year old Girl who enjoys playing by the train tracks and watching the train pass each day at 12:00 noon. She lives in a small town where there is a junction of the tracks. Engineer Bill... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 11:30:00 PST |
Here I go again. for better or worse |
Well, Lets see. I have become accustomed to liking typing and drinking at the same time. It's difficult. But either way my spelling sucks so oh well.
Hmmm. lets see. Lets do this.
Well, I write this ... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 01:59:00 PST |
Between the Streelights (ver. 1.0 intro) |
Between the Streetlights(Title still in progess)
It started with the looming reminder that with Graduation the only thing left of High School; a rush of emotion has taken over me. Emotions indescriba... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Tue, 20 Jun 2006 02:04:00 PST |
Heartcore |
The Key to balance is keeping it real... but don't use slang.
Be assertive.
Build Good Karma(and/or Dharma).
Discuss and believe in theories and other related belief systems.
Accept this moment now..... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Fri, 24 Mar 2006 01:24:00 PST |
Street Lights (A lovers awkard enlightment) |
Street Lights Red Eyes leads intoApple Lips reminiscent warmth From summers kiss
Silent
Hearty
Gleam
Prays attention towards the canvas Sketching what mattersA fixated face
Coddled
Using the un-sl... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Fri, 13 Jan 2006 10:30:00 PST |
buzzed and restless |
I have reached the winter of my discontent I believe I try to come about drive harder
But I have become a car underwater
Drop
Fallen
Like the leaves of autumn,
I believe dreams mean somethin... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The Misconception of Peaches |
For so long I have been reading, writing, and learning about peaches without biting into one, sort of speak. For so long now I've been dwelling upon the ideas and conceptions that flew threw my head f... Posted by Brandon The Writer on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |