inside my heart is breaking ( Read more... )

suitcase full of
mouths bloody and
broken teeth
lisping their way to wishing for escape
raise your hand if you want to press rewind
raise your glass if you already have.

everyone around me is completely full of shit.
every. one.
im going to go make a salad and listen to david bowie.

they could live a thousand lives through the pictures we take.
a thousand more than we are ourselves.
marriage is for the birds.
(that should be the name of a band.)

i had this fucked up dream last night ( Read more... )

"i groweth this beard from my faceth so i may show the world that i am more manly
than richard gere"-austin.

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what do you want for breakfast(eat)
where do you want to go(leave)
are you unhappy(i want you to change)

fall apart. malls and cars. gone to far. lull his heart.

aaaaaaaarghh.

when youve talked to people you dont know for twelve hours a day, for five days straight, on the last day, what do you become? (answer: a shell ( Read more... )

none of us were born alone. but we will die that way ( Read more... )

my mind feels like a potato.

everything done is.
and the euphoric beauty of what you cant have.
staring you down. and circling around you, vultures.
but only at night, only when i'm dreaming is my guard down.

no longer trapped in longing, the cold air feels fresh and new. and poisonous.