September 2010
taking me under
the music.
as it plays
there is
nothing
else.
please
do not feed
the drug child.
idk
waht the fuck
i am doing.
at least i jammed
out fatt today!
this
makes
me
happy.
>:D
August 2010
still searching
for something.
don’t worry though.
at least i know
what i’m looking for.
so i’m not completely lost.
just behind.
alright
my bad.
:l
all together
in unity.
brought together
by
differences
and
similarities alike.
regardless, the ability
to relate in perfect harmony.
by love and music.
with love and music.
a moment becomes
unforgettably priceless.
cherished in time.
this is what i live for.
wake for.
breathe for.
and nothing else.
everyone's missed you
but no one’s
missed you
more than me.
<3
she's back.
this makes me
superrrrrr
HAPPY!!
>:D
patiently
impatiently
waiting.
contradictions.
my life is full of them.
they will be the death of me.
“Frak the odds! We’re going to find her!”
– Commander William Adama, Battlestar Galactica (via quote-book)
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you...”
– Maya Angelou (via quote-book)
pet peeve
when people
think i don’t
know what
the fuck i’m talking about.
deleted
those 2 songs.
that picture.
a txt.
…
i’m letting go now.
sleepy time
time to
re-dream
me.
C:
cheating
i still want to know
what you’re thinking
but
i didn’t want
you to read my thoughts
anymore.
i wonder if you
still look at my
page anyways.
idk
what to write.
but i know
its something
about you.
this apartment
it’s full.
yet empty.
truth is
i couldn’t stand the
thought of it.
it was exactly what
i didn’t want to hear.
instinct told me to run.
so i did.
but i can’t hide
from you,
if you’re here too.
don't follow me
i guess i got scared.
you can throw me a bone.
if i get too close you wake me up, remind me.
it's nothing personal
i assure you.
i swear it.
i am sorry.
2 steps forward
3 steps back.
fucking swear
i want this,
i want that.
gimme this,
gimme that.
come here
do this.
i’m bored, entertain me.
-
-
-
fuck you.
put a gun
to my face and a bullet
trough my head.
and before that what
he said. chosse
wisely, alive or dead.
yeup
and that’s how
the cookie crumbles.
i am happy.
he lied about death.
and we witnessed
it together.
they are all waitng.
and waiting.
and waiting.
and waiting.
and watching.
it feels like the distant past
yet its all still.
within seconds, minutes, months.
so close. but gone.
speeding past me.
racing into my future.
-
-
just meet me at the finish line.
apparently
its me.
what i’ve been
feeling.
what i’ve been
thinking.
gimme
a gimmick.
>:D
