Found this today...I wrote it in January...Thought I would post it. |
What have you to say for this?
One foot in front of the other...hesitate and then wait.
Listen to me when I infiltrate your thoughts, don't blame me for your bloody fists.
Infrequent visits make for a...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 04:09:00 GMT |
Lyrics that mean something... |
Apathy falls in the ocean at least we went down fighting at the bottom of the ocean this scenery fails calm up till now been riding fine but the curving walls leave me behind do you remember the days?...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Jun 2007 04:40:00 GMT |
Things to get pumped for in 2007!! |
More snowboarding in the weeks to come.
Moving into the master bedroom downstairs.
Coachella in April.
Seeing Jessica and Tera in April for Coachella.
Going to Japan in the summer.
Bachelor...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 22:03:00 GMT |
Sparta = phenomenal |
Oh yes I saw Sparta play last night at the new Creepy Crawl, MO. PHENOMENAL....words really cannot even describe. I remember when I was 17 and listening to them. Jim Ward's voice just overtakes me..I ...
Posted by on Sat, 05 Aug 2006 00:46:00 GMT |
The Glass Is Half Empty |
Speaking in lyrics, it's the only way we communicate.
Since when did you stop listening?
No worries, no regrets, your loss.
Silence is better anyways, it's less of a mess.
My head is pulsating with p...
Posted by on Thu, 04 May 2006 21:52:00 GMT |
"Principle" |
Expressionless faces,
Cold and lifeless.
Programmed to be idle.
Constantly running, never accomplishing,
There's nothing waiting for you at the end.
Happy to help, willing to please.
It all comes too ...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Feb 2006 05:28:00 GMT |
FuCK Neon VEsts |
I can't fucking believe it. Our taxpayer's money is paying for incompetent, absentminded fuckfaces wearing neon vests and blowing fucking whistles. I know this from experience on many different occais...
Posted by on Sun, 04 Dec 2005 16:56:00 GMT |
"Pride" |
How can I help you, if you can't even help yourself?
Questioning everything and getting nothing.
It must be my fault.
The vault that is your heart has a million steal doors, a million and one identica...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Nov 2005 03:12:00 GMT |
"Pity" |
Heavy is the hand that weighs on your shoulder.
Tedious is the task of loving someone more than yourself.
Lying, not to yourself but to everyone around you; noone will ever know the difference.
Throug...
Posted by on Thu, 27 Oct 2005 01:42:00 GMT |
