i can't remember if i picked up the phone or not ( Read more... )

swing the axe down ( Read more... )

i crave california sunshine
smog
traffic jams
bars that close at 2am
the days are cold here
full and busy but empty at the end
i am waiting for that airplane ride
3000 miles home

i'm sorry.

he caught up to her across the street from the bus stop ( Read more... )

the humming stopped ( Read more... )

i am spinning out and down and under
don't know why im doing this
it is going to come back and burn me
ten times over

these made me think of you ( Read more... )

“You coming?” Seth held the door open and stood there waiting, tucking an unlit cigarette behind his ear. Through the doorway a deliberate stream of winter night began to leak into the room. Cold air met and recoiled against the warmth inside from the radiator before finally settling. His mouth opened slightly as he stretched his neck, raising his ( Read more... )

it doesnt matter what you think or what i think ( Read more... )