As I was coming home today, I found myself skipping like a five year old with the biggest grin on my face for absolutely no reason. And I guess thats just it, I no longer need a reason to be happy, I just am. These weeks in Ithaca have been very...reviving. The days, filled with friends, laziness, new activities, cooking disasters surprises, and ( Read more... )

Goob.
You could be happy and I won't know
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go

And all the things that I wish I had not said
Are played in loops 'til it's madness in my head

Is it too late to remind you how we were?
But not our last days of silent, screaming blur

Most of what I remember makes me sure
I should have stopped you from ( Read more... )

How can you say your life is empty
So late in the day
Why would you stay another second
Now your sight got in the way
A combination
Of love and aggression
Another second lived

Don't paint the silence black now save me
Don't leave it a day
You got a right to stand or die so maybe
You take chances all the same
Pain comes in stages
If we dont make ( Read more... )

Finally, HOME ( Read more... )

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun, or the rain, we can be like they are

Come on baby, don't fear the reaper

So, as I was walking back today from the libe, I heard these two ppl (I think they were dating) arguing about something. They both began to generalize and hardly heard what the other was saying. Oh that brings back things and it's always a big problem with most ppl I think. No two ppl will ever agree on everything, or even on most things. What ( Read more... )

You say life is a dream where we can't say what we mean
Maybe just some roadside scene that we're driving past
There's no telling where we'll be in a day or in a week
And there's no promises of peace or of happiness

Well is this why you cling to every little thing
And polverize and derrange all your senses
Maybe life is a song but you' ( Read more... )

A veces me da por volver a pensar en esos dias que el tiempo borró
Y en las huellas que dejó y cada vez que me alejo te siento más
Y cada vez es más fuerte el sentimiento
De que algún día podrás volver a sanar nuestro amor

A veces me da por correr y escapar
Por lamentar lo que nunca te dí y lo que siempre te escondí
Y cada vez que me alejo ( Read more... )

Her green plastic watering can
For her fake chinese rubber plant
In fake plastic earth.
That she bought from a rubber man
In a town full of rubber plants
Just to get rid of itself.
And it wears her out, it wears her out
It wears her out, it wears her out.

She lives with a broken man
A cracked polystyrene man
Who just crumbles and burns.
He used to do surgery
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So I’ll file away all my dreams
Though I still believe in everything

So I’ll drive away with all my things
Though I’ve a faint belief in everything