Ryan YEAH! |
Posted by on Sun, 15 Jun 2008 15:50:00 GMT |
20 People. |
Haven't I done this before? I swore that I did. But I couldn't find it in my blog :/ But everything is really different now anyways. So I want to do this.Instructions:1-List 20 things that you want to...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jun 2008 23:25:00 GMT |
Sick. Well Being. |
I don't know what I'm doing, where I'm going, what I'm thinking. I'm so done. Burnt out. I don't think I've changed at all. It's just what everyone has been saying to me and how they make me feel that...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jun 2008 22:08:00 GMT |
Potential. |
The world is full of potential. It has endless possibilities. I am full of potential. It just matters if I use it or not. And I don't. I can be anything I want to be if I only tried enough, if only I ...
Posted by on Wed, 30 Apr 2008 17:33:00 GMT |
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Lets go back to a time when you were mine and I was yours.A time when music didn't take you away from me.And we could go out on dates.And laugh.And there was never as much jealousy.I thought I used to...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 16:33:00 GMT |
Survey for 07 |
2007 is coming to an end, lets reflect a little on the past year.....1. Have you had any relationships this year?erm, yes?2. Have you had your birthday yet?yesss I havee3. Cried yet?hah I like crying4...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 17:37:00 GMT |
Touring With Disaster |
V1-It's been almost a month now And I'm slowly losing contact With the outside world And I hope I'm well and alive in your mind When you're sleeping at a girl's house With a diffe...
Posted by on Sat, 15 Dec 2007 10:30:00 GMT |
I dont like rhyming |
I'm Holding Hands With An Anchor, Not An AngelLost in a sea of black and whiteA fog thats closing down our receptive sensesI laugh for the sake of you knowing I'm thereWe'll lay here tonight, but you ...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Nov 2007 02:48:00 GMT |
Dream Girl. |
I need to escape.to breath.I'm pretty as a sirenbut lacking the actions to balance.I've been choking myself.I need to drive, without looking backand not have a destination in mindwho knowsmaybe i'll f...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 17:53:00 GMT |
Static: a poem |
Static.Blurry vision through repeated hazes Feeling the walls for cracks in thier perfection To find out where the steam was emitting from Voices, they call from within Sober with bowed heads fing...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 16:05:00 GMT |
