my new journal is dontmessitupnow.

I only want people to add it if they feel like reading what I have to write.

I really want the Killers CD. I don't even care.

( ugly )

there's a suitcase on the sidewalk
there's some records in a milkcrate
she'll be staying, you'll be throwing whiskeys over one lip

air hockey champion tonight ,,

When were you ever just mine?

here's one for the tamed,
runners-up and losers of the game.
the tried and true, the tragic and the shamed,
the broken-hearted, sad-eyed and unnamed.

you've given everything, you've even sold yourself.
damned yourself to hell for selling out.
you've always had it better than most anybody else
with the brain

and talent of yourself.

There's a letter at my momma's house,
came with a folded flag.
It says right now I'm coming home in a body bag.

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i shoveled earlier and just now i cleaned something off the + and = key.

i'm the king of remembering things

Today, after school, I went to the bank. I was the only one there and three windows were open. I got to choose which window I got to go to ( Read more... )

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