~i worte this last thursday...but never ended up finishing it cause i read something else. ... and i just could never finish it after that. It doesnt say all that i want it to say.....)

Ever noticed how silence carries so much more weight than the loudest noise fathomable?...how can nothing be of more importance than something. Is the absence of ( Read more... )

if you can let me go so easily
i guess i should put aside my childish notions and forget you as well.

to you and to no one in particular, goodbye.

Although I cant remember the exact words you used…it went something like this:

Your actions in life will be remembered in history forever.

What do you think? Is there really such a great weight on one person’s actions?

Its funny to think how much your life, just one person’s life, can influence someone else’s without even meaning to cause any sort of ( Read more... )

I guess I’m getting what I deserve. Believing in karma has brought it back to me in a more real sense…more than I can handle almost.

I think I’ve been using that words a lot lately deserve What do I deserve? What does he?

de·serve      /dɪˈzɜrv/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[di-zurv] Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciationverb ( Read more... )

I cant even remember what I did last year. I remember you came that week. Your family. That morning. I think it was the second, if my memory hasn’t failed me yet (it rarely ever should be trusted…) and with you here and la familia present, I wasn’t ever able to feel the need to write. So last year’s blurb cannot be used.

This is from the previous ( Read more... )

What used to be strength now fences me away from my utopia.
          …but isn’t that the idea of utopia itself? Its idealistically just out of reach in order to keep goals in line, and the future’s road beneath our feet?

The bonds are breaking, I can feel them losing their grip. Their knuckles are turning ghost-pale confirming a beaten life…or ( Read more... )

Switchfoot-The Blues
Is this the New Year, or just another night?
Is this the new fear, or just another fright?
Is this the new tear, or just another desperation?

Is this the finger, or just another fist?
Is the kingdom, or just a hit and miss?
I've missed direction, most in all this desperation

Is this what they call freedom?
Is this what you ( Read more... )

No splice can mend the broken

Cannot ease the whining wrinkles of age old paper

Or alleviate the groan of a dying tree

Strength at its coward edge taper

This cement between the bricks

No longer grips, but buries itself

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I haven’t updated in …(in the interest of saving time) many, many days. I’ve been kind of avoiding it I suppose. I know what I’m doing, and I know it’ll have bad consequences, but it seems like the only way out. But I know it isn’t.

A couple of English classes ago we were talking about a poem (of course, what else do we do in there) and Ryan ( Read more... )

Well see what you want to see. You should see it all.
Well take what you want from me. You deserve it all.
Nine times out of ten, our hearts just get dissolved
Well I want a better place, or just a better way to fall
One time out of ten, everything goes perfect for us all
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall
Here we go!

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