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[01 Oct 2005|10:54pm] I lead a life you've never heard of; seperate. A secret existence that would shock you beyond understanding. 2 comments|post comment

[18 Aug 2005|07:10am] Any boy who will take a three hour bus ride for two hours of my time is worth some heart. Summer lovin', happened so fast. Picture post comin' up. 3 comments|post comment

[27 Jul 2005|11:23pm] So many years. Sitting in the same room on a different chair. Enjoying a stained summer as the sun falls. Reminiscing. Sitting in the same room, listening to the same songs, sitting on a different chair. Fooling photographic memory. Waiting for the anniversary of my greatest lessons learned. So far. Sitting in the same room, listening to the same songs, rekindling the same flames, sitting on a different chair. June 13th flew by. Almost two years of wisdom behind us and a coincidence to end all hope. July 23rd crashed and burned. Disappointment in tradition due to a lack of courage. July 31st yet to come. The last notch in my belt of mistakes; I grew up quickly cheating life. Sitting in the same room, listening to the same songs, rekindling the same flames, finally beginning to open those same eyes. All the while. Sitting on a different chair. 14 comments|post comment

[17 Jun 2005|11:06am] [ music | I'm Ready, I Am :: The Format ] "i'm trying to find truth in words, in rhymes, in notes in all the things i wish i'd wrote cause i feel like i've been losing you each night it ends too soon you don't hold me like you used to and your eyes look like they've seen too much its always some excuse too tired, too obtuse you look so far removed this time i fear i'm losing you" 29 comments|post comment

tempted by the fruit of anothhhhher. [13 Jun 2005|09:54am] [ music | my sharona;;the knacks ] ( From day one I talked about getting out But not forgetting about How my worst fears are letting out He said why put a new address On the same old loneliness When breathing just passes the time Until we all just get old and die Now talking's just a waste of breath And living's just a waste of death And why put a new address On the same old loneliness And this is you and me And me and you Until we've got nothing left. ) 43 comments|post comment

[07 Apr 2005|02:24pm] [ mood | excited out of my mind ] [ music | love her <3 seether ] She walked away again today with a smile and sunglasses smothering her eyes. They always wondered how she could just walk away. It was never known that her sunglasses were hiding glassy eyes. The smile she wore kept her from screaming. Whispers trailed her steps like a shadow, but all she heard was the music. The poetry telling her story, intertwined with the knowledge that only comes from the worst mistakes. To the world she seemed perfect, unbreakable. She is the most broken of us all. I love meeting new people;; comment if you want a taste of the truth. FRIENDS ONLY. 85 comments|post comment

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