So we have a 4 bedroom showing at 4. The basement is livable and Francis is even coming to see ( Read more... )

"With you on my mind
And my heart held in your hands
Screaming
Break me
Break me
Oooh, oh

With you on my mind
And my heart held in your hands
Screaming
Break me
Break me
Oooh, oh"

Caseys song city and colour.

somethings just don't die!

It's coming on fast and the plot os doing nothing but thickening ( Read more... )

I'm not sure of any one anymore ( Read more... )

I'm thinking of that time, hung over and over tired...waking up on Brians couch and stumbling over to the cafe, early as fuck to open...snow still on the ground...chills running up my back...being late, but having no one to be actually late for...That's how i feel this morning before work...Like no matter how much you wake up early, leave early.... ( Read more... )

I saw three ghosts in the last two days, the first gave me money...
Asking "don't you need this?"
THe old man laughed and disapeared.
THe second told me of yr drunken,
sloppy words about our love...
The third restored my hope in dreams.
What happens when the cold rain hits,
and yr wearing nothing but misguided sighs?

Yr best friends girlfriend keeps wispering secrets to me at yr shows.
Drunkenly she tells me the the things i shouldn't be told-
till yr ready to tell me yrself.
But last night I asked you behind closed doors...
was it true, with out letting you in on the fact I knew..
& you told me it was all true...
Yr secrets safe with me drunken beauty..

...i'm not angry anymore...

One of those moments ( Read more... )

Oh dear lord how sorry I really am...
Found yr letter to yr drug buddy the other day...
-wrote back in protest to the days supply...
of missing you.

The lesson is that...not that it will happen again..
but how to deal with my own insecurities.
HOw to not go back to not feeding those demonds.
:(