D.O.B. never just ends with a dash. |
in the beginning, we stare up when a plane crackles above.
at first, we cry, and we shout.
at first, we cringe when someone nice pulls out a cigarette and starts smoking.
at first, everything's pure.
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Posted by on Fri, 01 Aug 2008 01:26:00 GMT |
june’s so soon |
i wish it wasnt.
i wish june wasnt so soon, like i wish italians wouldn't allow their kids to hop and beebop in the back seat while they drive 100 plus on the highway.
i wish june wasnt so soon...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 13:29:00 GMT |
the next worst thing |
in all reality, waiting for the next worst thing is ironically uplifting. you've made it so far in your day and all you've gotten is great, and glee, and that thing where you imagine going home ...
Posted by on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 12:22:00 GMT |
welcome back, david moore. |
this, apparently, is myspace.
this, apparently, is the place to be.
the monopoly of telecom Italia, better known as the fuckups of the Italian telephone communications, have been ignoring my fa...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Nov 2007 07:39:00 GMT |
a distinct taste |
im setting my profile to private. my mom just told me she, specifically, "enjoys blogging on yahoo, but myspace is so much more fun."
that conceals a problem.
i woke up this morning, in ...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 06:40:00 GMT |
this is really just for myself, but feel free to read..its about her |
so i wanted to list a couple of things about my day that make everything so much better (..im in that mood):
her.
a while ago, somebody asked me what i saw in her..and sometimes she asks me he...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 09:47:00 GMT |
fuck this game |
so, more and more often, i get this feeling like shit isn't worth it. but then i think about it, and all i hear is myself complaining about how bad the world is and me being emotional. so ...
Posted by on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 12:04:00 GMT |
the days when you were innocent |
I remember all my great girl friends who were the sweetest thing and I felt like such an older brother to them all. That compared to today, where I see half of them smoking and hear about...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 10:46:00 GMT |
who the fuck cares right? as long as we learn how to fuck right? |
as a sickness and a plague acts, everyone around me, including myself, cannot sleep at night. and when we finally do sleep, we wake up to that glittery sun past 3 pm. why? im so fuck...
Posted by on Sat, 26 Aug 2006 11:49:00 GMT |
you have to be under the influence to understand reality bites |
thought it was about time for another...blog!
i opened up a vanilla coke the other day..and it tasted like summer..every time i got an play baseball, i feel the summer..it's coming guys and i cant wa...
Posted by on Sun, 07 May 2006 04:39:00 GMT |
