whatever you do with your heart... don't let it go to waste. that would be a tragedy.

this tree is a metaphor of me ( Read more... )

(she can't save this world.)

They stepped off onto the sands ( Read more... )

i'm writing an autobiography. it's called "figure me out."

well that's enough about that.

this is a message to everyone. please don't compliment me.

desperate soldiers on t.v ( Read more... )

and it seems as though every living creature is too hot to hold ( Read more... )

if you were the moon, i could see you every night for free..

excerpt from "heard you blush"

That night, in the dark,
I told you that I loved you way too much.
You never said a word,
but I swear that I could hear you blush.

konstantine ( Read more... )