...all is vanity and grasping for the wind...

You keep feeding me these lies that I so want to believe. You are a contradiction. I can’t even begin to try to figure you out. Venomous voice, tempts me, Drains me, bleeds me, Leaves me cracked and empty. Drags me down like some sweet gravity. I’m beginning to lose all hope that this could be real. And soon, you will lose me too. ( Read more... )

"Punk rock love is fucking behind the dumpster down the street from the show. fucking in the shower at the hotel carlton and making out in the recycle bin. looking at her tattoos while she's asleep. taking showers together. playing checkers with cigarette butts. watching her band play. dumpstering veggies together and then going back to her place ( Read more... )

I need to start writing again....

'Cause I'm a million miles away
Will you get this letter
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember

There's someone down below blowing you a kiss ( Read more... )

He's the only person I have opened myself up to in a long time and I feel like I know myself a little better now. I close myself up and hide from a lot of people in fear of being hurt or rejected, I'm so happy I actually have someone to talk to and someone to relate to, someone to point out the in-obvious, the things that I do but don't ( Read more... )

This is it. No more phone calls. No more IM attempts. I'm tired of trying to make something work with you. Obviously you aren't interested even if you are busy, you can't be that busy. I am the one making all the effort here, and I'm not about to get hurt by someone, especially you. If you want to talk to me feel free, but I am in no way ( Read more... )

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He told me I should write tonight even if I have absolutely nothing to write about he told I should ignore every sentence I put down and focus on how I feel at that exact moment he told me If I had nothing to write about I should write that down and ignore the sentence errors and grammatical structures and to tell you the truth I really don’t know ( Read more... )

I'm overwhelmed, over worked, over pressured, over stressed, i think too much, and most of all i'm sad. Masked behind this perfect drug that has been my enemy that has made me what I don't want to be. I miss my friend. We had so many plans that all just came to a hult recently. I feel lonely. I feel like I don't have anyone to talk to anymore ( Read more... )