Because we only give a damn when we have nothing, and we only serve
ourselves when nothing becomes something.

Standard procedure.
Close arteries - open wound - implant heart.
Open arteries - close wound - extract heart.
A whisper meant for the dead; The sirens have discontinued...
But the surgeon remains the lone survivor of this operation.

Pretty you are, enough to be in magazines. But I know and you know, you're worth more than that to me. But my desire to kiss you has completely diminished, due to the fact that your lips on my lips might as well be your foot on my throat. Holding back the hidden "I love you's" in every song I've ever wrote. Until the day ( Read more... )

Get high and then go to the blackhorse? My friends are boss.

I've killed two spiders today. TWO.

I pick Lina up from the aiport on friday! Then a show that night! Stooooked.

Regrets flood my only basement. A lonely seat on a train that has not moved for days. A crack in the sidewalk that grows with every passing memory. Time may heal all wounds, but a few pokes and prods are all it takes to undo the stitching. Vivid flashbacks of what was once beautiful is now just compensation for ambulances. A seatbelt for a vehicle ( Read more... )

I said I'd start using this again about a year ago, but meh. Shit happens ( Read more... )

BOOOOOOOOOOOOFAMOOOOOOOOOOOOS Budafuko (sp?)

Mmm, I'm tired. Going to read this David Sedaris book and fall asleep with my dick in my hand. Well, I don't know about dick thing, but reading and sleep are most certainly in my near future.

I love.

JCLD.

INSOMNIAINSOMNIAINSOMNIA ( Read more... )

Kill off this desire, before it kills me first.

I'd burn alive to keep you warm when you're alone ( Read more... )