links to a better place(s). |
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rever.tumblr.com/Formspring. http://www.formspring.me/beautaplinBand.http://www....
Posted by on Wed, 06 Jan 2010 07:50:00 GMT |
bore you with holes when i run outta' words |
the thing about messes & cleanin' em self up isyou're only ever burying it give it a few weeks an' its poppin' up thru the lawns."get it together"'cos i love pickin' it back apartsure, i got problemsj...
Posted by on Fri, 17 Jul 2009 09:28:00 GMT |
pretty much how everything starts. |
a borderline manickeepin' his passport close.soles firmly on heavens lawns but keep the bad seeds hosed.
Posted by on Tue, 16 Jun 2009 07:00:00 GMT |
I swear to fucking god, you better start preaching self-esteem |
fucking idiot.the lucky ones are still singing songs to their bathroom mirrors;through toothbrush mics to soapsud crowdswhile i'm chasing teardrops down the drain and making up disasterslying to you i...
Posted by on Tue, 24 Feb 2009 05:21:00 GMT |
It's all a little bit louder now. |
It's all a little bit louder now.It's the kisses that come out for show, formal introductions swept underneath the maple-legged bed that knows to creak when our lips are sewn, like dust that could clo...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Jan 2009 16:35:00 GMT |
ohbangboy |
his only rings are the ones he's blowing- and the ones he wears around his eyes the next morningno-smoking in the club back room but oh, oh, oh he just smoked you
Posted by on Tue, 09 Dec 2008 07:11:00 GMT |
spinning the room on my chair with it's squeaky wheel, |
making laps; best time yet, only empty bottles and speakers for standing ovations - but it's enough. yet, i can't stomach this emptiness, kind of reminds me of highschoolgossip.the shit "noone care's ...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Nov 2008 21:38:00 GMT |
weatherman. |
I forecast a dramatic change of character.Here's to the hope that one of these days you'll learn that personality has it's perks,but that the lesson's a tad to late to keep my attention.I wear a purse...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Nov 2008 01:11:00 GMT |
Oz |
say this city never sleeps, then since when did we?dry my eyes, oil my heart"tin head", till do us partjust lost another part of me, in youlike heartache in the hospital emergency roomthenmy old board...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Oct 2008 22:16:00 GMT |
Hoyer Lift My Head (Outta The Gutter). |
i took our chances,
on shots in the hospital,
with whatever we could get our hands on.
and with white coats spewin' blue notes from troubled throats,
i knew a diary couldn't keep this down
so i...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 01:07:00 GMT |
