this drink in my head |
i can't remember what we watched on tv that night. you had some wine i had some beer. i'm pretty sure we didn't fight. that glass table. that brown couch. we let ourselves melt with our fears. everyth... Posted by on Sun, 13 Dec 2009 11:45:00 GMT |
as if you didn't know |
The longer i'm here the more pissed off at the world i get. i can't just bite my tongue and put a fake ass smile on my face and pretend like this is good for me. i haven't gotten a full decent nights ... Posted by on Mon, 17 Aug 2009 12:25:00 GMT |
what a request |
Let's turn the pages back a few chapters.Please let's right them again.You could be happy if you'd just forget.I guess in a way you have though.You were busy running away and IIIwas still trying to pu... Posted by on Sun, 24 May 2009 17:55:00 GMT |
night of the living |
i went outside to have a fag and as i take another drag i watch the sky and i swear i can see where the colors divide. the wind is blowing the white puffs away and brinign in an endless dark grey. i s... Posted by on Sun, 24 May 2009 17:45:00 GMT |
i get lost easily |
I still smell like strippers and amaretto sours. In a daze from last night I can't shake. And it sounds gross but i haven't showered. I got lost on my way home. Funny how often that happens. I go righ... Posted by on Sun, 01 Feb 2009 19:47:00 GMT |
the wind blows and there you are |
she misses the storms on random sunny days. she's got a messy bed from the night before. "you left too early" she'd say. now she's alone. now she shows just how insecure she is. But she's rockin his o... Posted by on Sat, 17 Jan 2009 08:20:00 GMT |
Grief's an Island |
Your heart stopped at nine but I didn't know till noon. So I decided to run from all the things I couldn't say or do. It's cold as hell in this place that I came from. Trying to remember the last conv... Posted by on Fri, 16 Jan 2009 09:36:00 GMT |
i want my smiths shirt back (work in progress) |
oh how i wish you could see me now. i'm becoming everything you wanted me to be. clean and sober not high and in over my head. i wrote you but i never heard back, i should've expected that. i wonder i... Posted by on Tue, 06 Jan 2009 18:00:00 GMT |
That wasn’t the case |
The doc told me to get outside fifteen minutes a day. I can't see the mountains on a day like this. The snow falls like ashes but melts once it hits pavement. Sometimes my mind moves too fast to get a... Posted by on Mon, 15 Dec 2008 21:39:00 GMT |
aeg |
sometimes i wonder what my last thought will bethe sky... the trees... you standing there with lilly’slike you do. with your smile that can blindand your eyes that shine much brighter than thist... Posted by on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 09:37:00 GMT |