I dont scratch so I wont itch
I dont reach so I wont miss

if you dont remind me
i wont forget you
if you dont ask
i wont upset you

So I write twisted lines ( Read more... )

It takes this night to say ( Read more... )

So, this summer is top shelf, top shelf ol' chaps.

I realized how many really awesome people I know. I've become closer friends with some people, we've had fun. I wouldn't trade a single one of my friends for anything. They are also top shelf.

Nuñez

Astronauts in orbit are we, to more aptly say it, and we drift into the star studded majesty that is really chaos. For to us beauty is in the years between us and them, for them beauty is in the silence of space that holds their burning towards oblivion. Above what we know do we drift, and the words we wish to call upon the heavens would never be ( Read more... )

Its summer kids. Cross Country training is coming up, hanging out with friends, and flying around town on a whim. Its all so whimsical ( Read more... )

Sometimes its hard for me not to think how off tilt things are. Take right now for example. I have books lying every where, some I probably will never get to. There are random things in every availible space. Around my chair, a guitar and sheets of lyrics (I am not very musically inclined, so these end up just sitting there for weeks untouched). I ( Read more... )

Dear mr. collaborator ( Read more... )

This year has been one of expanded growth of literary style for me. It has been a year wrought with my own internal voices, and combat with those voices that try to cover my own. I am entering my Senior Year of High School, making me a virtual intellect comparable to a child, but no less riddled with the experience of any other writer. Though ( Read more... )

Calling ghosts down ( Read more... )