as i was sitting in my plush chair, listening to quite possibly one of the most beautiful arrangements ever, i almost wept, which is unusual for me, because i don't think i've cried in months. i get close sometimes, but something always seems to stop me ( Read more... )

It's been a long time, now I'm coming back home.
I've been away now, oh, how I've been alone.

feeling scared today
write down "i am ok"
a hundred times the doctors say

I am ok
I am ok
I’m not ok

skin is crawling off
mopping the sweaty drops
sticking around for this shit

another day
another day
not another day

pink pill feels good
finally understood
take me in your warm, embrace
I am trying
I am trying

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i dont' know what I am doing with my life ( Read more... )

My feelings, much like a bear, have come out of hibernation, and once again, my love has been restored ( Read more... )

The only time I really feel like updating is when I am depressed. I haven't been writing lately, because I've been, for the most part happy. I guess this is a good and a bad thing.

I have no sympathy for you ( Read more... )

We've had this habit lately, me, Alex, Annie, everyone that I'm with, to make a wish at each time interval that repeats itself, like 11:11, or 12:12, etc ( Read more... )

When I heard those three chords start in my ears I was taken back, back to the first time I played it. In Alex's room, last summer on my old desktop. The volume was loud, and I was glad Alex wasn't home because that meant I could repeat it a few times ( Read more... )