My life is just like when you left it
full of rain.
Filled with low lights and sad girls...
(I'm not alone when I'm without you)

and i avoid everyone now ( Read more... )

memories for sale. three for a dollar. All the remnants and residues, treasured artifacts of a love slipping away, yet breathing, standing before me with her hair parted softly. A mere few feet are uncrossable galaxies. With every breath i expect you to exhale syllables of repentance, of teary eyed union. But you have become a soldier marching to a ( Read more... )

Realization has dawned. She got the best of me. I have nothing but a wasted year. More scars to show to noone in particular. More proof that love has no essential function ( Read more... )

sometimes when i close my eyes i just see the buildings crumbling and the earth swallowing itself until there's nothing but silence so thick it's deafening ( Read more... )

when i bend in kicking form
with twilight as my guide
in every home
the ghost veins gossip
you can hear them if you try

when my quill begins to squirm
from the ashes in your urn
your deviance is anything but faithful

sifting through the trash of others. the excitement of sawdust filled dreams gaping blank eyed in a halcyon mirror that coughs up your worst angles. travel shows for places you can't go, things you will never experience, but their glow tastes like gamma and cathode rays and i thought i almost touched it there ( Read more... )

to find yourself un-dumped. for the best though.

we have alot to work on. the future is a lumpy grey shape of unknown variables.

i just got back from a vaction of a week ( Read more... )

Totally got owned in the champions league final. CR is not as good as Messi. Proof of that.

Glad to see someone knock 'em down a peg. Go Arsenal (next year..)