Let's describe a perfect moment, shall we? With your face against mine sitting on lawnchairs watching the bright sun and drinking colas thinking- I could die right now. But now look at us go, unfufilled, uncomforted, waiting for something else- new to branch out of the sky and give us it's indescribable hand. Lets all retire to the place where we ( Read more... )

What is it about acoustic guitars that seem to "strum a chord in my heart"? I was thinking of getting into Music Theory, and actually start researching bands. Stir up some passion for music that requires my attention as opposed to just listening and liking, occupy.
occupy occupy occupy.

It's days like these were I realize I'm on my own. Questioning whereabouts, things that could be said, movements and actions I regret, foolish telephone calls and remembering walking down ghost streets hand in hand. A boy tried to kiss me today, and I told him my heart belongs to another, but his heart doesn't want to belong to me... and with two ( Read more... )

I'm working with the smell of stale cigarettes, a dirty shirt and a sky I can't see the stars in, working with an empty coffee cup and alot of walks. And with all that, I'm gonna build something out of nothing ( Read more... )

I want to throw this entire thing into the fucking ground and watch it smash into a million little pieces a ( Read more... )

Welcome to March, there is nothing more I would love than for it to be summer, and a starry night outside of Alysse's trailer. I want to be laying in the middle of the road looking over at that innocent love, caught and roped in -Doc Martens and all. If I could just put on Danger, High Voltage and rewind time and do all of this again, it'd be worth ( Read more... )

I need to make some NOISE, who's with me?

Note: I hate catching up with people. What am I supposed to tell you? I've been disconnected and living discount, that I've been living like a ghost? Don't ask me about my job, don't ask me about my life just make something fucking happen.

I walked by a park that imitated a field,
a snowdrop similar to a puddle
and a man close to homeless
and I said "come on in i'll make you the best there is"
we'll trade trash and talk shit
and maybe one day we'll throw a big fit
and smile.

i'm in a somewhat emotion riptide.

I'm pressuring myself for the outcomes I can not clearly see.

Maybe I am a completely different person then I was before, or maybe I've given up on caring on things that seem senseless or like a waste of time, or I've come to terms that some things are just too out of reach, I can handle lower standards, and be on a lower level without being a ( Read more... )

things I want
a bunch of household items from urban.
haircut.
new clothes.
new shoes.
another extra-part time job.
free money.
to work at a coffee shop.
to re-find a sense of humor.

things i need
new shoes.
cellphone reconnected.
a better job.