bring me the head of whoever said play fair.
-atmosphere

lifes bane is thought, and thoughts bane is limits. life is a limit set by those who have no right to hold me down.

breathing in. trying to take in all thats around me in one gulp. instead, ill regret this. all it takes is one time. just one fall, and your in. but in is the new out, and im getting too bored to count. this sky is gray and falling down. crushing my back, and dulling my thoughts, it reaps what i sow. i sow what i reap, because its all i can do to ( Read more... )

im so fucking bored. and hot. and hungry. and thirsty. and played the fuck out!

i cant follow a single train of thought right now.

qoute of the day: "I don't care where, just far right?
I'm escape personified
Drop the P from pride and hop in my car" - p.o.s

i wouldnt mind going away

ive watched the daybreak, but i still cant figure out how to fix it. tape and glue wont work this time. apologies arent looking so hot either. guess ill have to forget it and keep to the dark. or be kept in the dark. either way, ill stay out of your way, cuz you are my sunshine, so clean and divine. but i need to resign the cast of the fractured ( Read more... )

my oh my, whats going on in my head ( Read more... )

My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has gone away
My beautiful bird has ( Read more... )

hung out with andrew today. played the wii, which was cool. then he left for vermont, and i wound up talking to mrs. schiffmacher till about 20 minutes ago(12:30), which was cool. i did ,however, realize how awkward i still am. i dunno if its just cuz i still feel kinda weird being in that house now, or being so casual with that whole family, or if ( Read more... )

getting hard to write without a beat, and even harder to write without rhyming. but thats a nasty habit, especially for vocabulary deficient fool like me. oh, where for art thou? easy, because i have to be. theres no reason, but that gives reason to feelings of displacement in this misplaced world. i am not of your kind, or for that matter, not of ( Read more... )

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