I see it around me, I see it in everything ( Read more... )

I love my 'Manda. Gah last night could have turned out so bad in my head if it wasn't for her. She calms me, and reassures me, loves me, smacks me around a little bit, then loves me some more XD. I'm a blessed guy, and not a single thing on this earth can tell me otherwise. Thanks baby. You rock!!!

So Amanda...I love you soooooooooooo much. You made one perfectly bad day into a great one just by being with me. It was amazing and God did it mean so much to me. Its no wonder you have my heart. Thank you baby =].

<3 

Today was, well I can't say crappy 'cause it wasn't all bad, but something was off today. Something wasn't right about it, and i just dont know what it was. Especially earlier,I dunno maybe i'm just going crazy, who knows. Here's to hoping tomorrow will be better.

"i dare you to move, I dare you to lift yourself, to lift yourself up off the floor"

I'm digging me some Switchfoot, they're really helping me out.

I'm off today. I feel like somehow i lost touch with the day somwhere between home and school. I was gonna write something, some lyrics to correspond with what I'm feeling, my usual way of bleeding out what ever is poising my thoughts. But I dunno I could just talk to someone right now, but its quite possibly the worst time of day to be needing ( Read more... )

You know I started out thinking I was gonna post so much more...maybe I'll just stick with...
She's perfect to me

I'm in love

Hey guys, heres a little something new...

-A Call-

The air is damp under a perfect night
Winding asphalt stretches on and the path I want is briefly lit by passing beams of  light
But mine is the opposite
Theres no warmth waiting for me to embrace it, just alone
within four thin walls built to be a home
But like wood and metal, arms can weather
and the ( Read more... )

I had something to type, but now my words escape me... 

Sometimes we can't see for the wall
sometimes we dont even see the wall at all
sometimes answers are just inches from our face
sometimes they're in our arms
But they are there
Sometimes poetry doesnt say a thing
does that relieve it of its meaning
does a fact unvoiced make it anyless true
If you know you're hiding from something inside you, is the purpose ( Read more... )