boulder is absolutely gorgeous.
i am SO glad i'm going to school there.
minus the walking..i need a bike.

hot boyssss
beautiful landscape
lots to do
oooh im excited.

ps. i love my schedule too.

this one dollar payphone call won't even amount up to the pain that sent shock waves through my veins the night i heard your voice for the last time. your message wreaked of the intentions you rehearsed in your mind. i can't begin to confess how lost i felt with the sound of the dail tone at one ear, and my heartbeat echoing through my chest. your ( Read more... )

so recently i've never been happier. i've found someone to console me, love me, and hold me. brandon is by far the best thing in the world, and i can't say it enough..i love him. he's my little indie/emo boy, but we go together oh so well. although, i do like the scene and i do enjoy hardcore music alot more than he does, we still appreciate the ( Read more... )

wow it has, yet again, been another long period of time without any updating. im sorry. i actually cheated on my live journal and started a xanga. but this journal i will keep strictly for poetry. most xanga readers aren't too fond of what i write...to critical i suppose.

keep it real.

I haven't wrote in a while.

I've been pretty pre-occupied with work.
Since I'm all done with school, i just work 30-40 hours a week now.
It's pretty rediculas.

But I'm gonna be rich!!

more poems soon to come!

well you leave me dry. left tasting like cheap paper laced with nicotine. i'm driving 60 away with this song on repeat. these words have left me drowning, looking for a way out of this town. sad to say these roads somehow always end up at your doorstep. don't ask for reasons as to why i'm telling you this. dont ask me why. dont question us, because ( Read more... )

her cards are down, shes folded under the pain. her life is scattered about, there's nothing left to gain. in her eyes you can see the lost path she's been following for months, now. her confusion is nothing new. on the hood of her car, she ponders her existence and how she ever got to where she was today. warm nights are left in a suitcase of ( Read more... )

she unwinds again with the nightly poison that kills her ( Read more... )

Here comes the downpour ( Read more... )

weather like this calls for thick blankets and scarves and your hand far more than anything. so please just dont say goodbye this time around. that plane has a life of its own, and New York City could eat you alive, but i could be the one to take you away. You're a mirror and i'm that vanity you're oh so in love with, so dont run away on me this ( Read more... )