Where it all had meaning
Where we fell in love for the first time
It erupts in nights like this
Tangled in the simplicity of...
Some far off distant evening with hearts filled to the brim
With good intentions and the sweetest of tragedy
I hope you hear me coming
I hope you turn your head

things will never be the same

"hold the truth if you want it,
if you dont... I will flaunt it"

To be forgotten is the last thing I would wish upon myself...being forgotten signifies the waste of a lifetime, a non productive person unknowing of how to utilize themself. But being remebered is a harder task then realized. In gaining remembrance, there are several approaches... I would never want recognition for wrong, vile reasons, I want to be ( Read more... )

Give me something worth living for...

Last night I stayed up extremely late studying for a math test and trying to finish some sketches for art class, however sleep prevailed. So, before nap time, I set my alarm clock insanely early so I could wake up and finish the sketches and review my math notes again before testing...however after I woke up and showered, I fell asleep again and ( Read more... )

Stick to the norm
Worst night ever...gosh
Pal
There are six babies
Biting is not so fun
Ohos
She had pretty hair
No ringing
My dad is leaving...Ill miss him
No shoes

School is damaging to my imagination. It took all my predictions and forseeings and and turned them to just another crack in the pavement. Cold and lonely....Here I am not an individual, I am but a notch on a roster. My identity, a number ( Read more... )

I've found the absence of kinesthesia.

My dad sat on my head today while I was leaning against the couch...it bent my glasses, so now they look goofy when I wear them. That's just what I needed, something to make me look more silly than I already did ( Read more... )