The point is that there is no meantime.
There was just that moment and now there is this moment with nothing in between, just the accordian collapsing and expanding, the tune unchanging:

We are the poppies sprinkled along the field.
We are simple crosses dotted with blood.
Beware the sentiments concealed
in this short rhyme. Be wise. Be good.


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Well Livejournal, it has been just under eight months since my last meaningless entry, but this has been one of the worst weeks I've had in a very long time.
I've had dreams of regret, feelings of sadness and loss, a sore throat, light head, and plenty others.

My head is torn and I want to go back to better times.

I miss you already Justin

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Giardini di Miro's cd makes my life right now ( Read more... )

Look, I know I probably take up your whole friends page with these, but c'mon, I only do it like, once a month.
Mmgkay?


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The Fall always goes so well, but this is the second year in a row that come Spring, I want to absolutely die.

I seriously don't think I could hate life much more than I have the past couple weeks and that I will in these weeks to come.

Somber? Don't I fucking know it

I joked about getting a place in Phoenix together and laughed nervously, hoping she couldn't tell I was serious.

I think I laugh nervously a lot.

I was just going to make this a teaser and post 2 or 3 pictures from tonight, but looking through them, there were just too many.
And you know what? I was going to put these behind a cut, but I'm pretty psyched and since I don't even know who reads or sees this, you can suffer through it.

So sink your teeth into some fresh Every Time I Die.


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Some of my favorite concert photos behind the cut. You've probably seen these before, with the exception of the Fear Before shots...

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Dear Dunbarians,

Thanks for letting my pass out wrecked 2 nights in a row, this weekend rocked my face.
In other news:

I love you all.


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Mississippi? Open bar? Say no more.
Great weekend, lots of amazing family, lots of crappy pictures.
First, the amazing family:

My pops

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