We can thank god for the devil..the idea made from good has a reaction ( Read more... )

nice words come and go..nice words are crayons for coloring..nice words do the talking while i listen..im not nice..i have yet to change. i think i can proudly say that me and eric really had impact in peoples lives.. dif story but..its sad to think people still drag about..but it must be true..we all will never change..where getting older getting ( Read more... )

i need to escape..I live in grand rapids now going to school to major in fashoin..kinda exiciting..living with my girlfriend but have no friends..i mean none at all..I dont want to make any...rachel seems to want some...want some want some...I dont like pretty girls..I love the burtiful ones...I work and eat make love and go to school..i have ( Read more... )

We have left behind our homes of love trust and friendship..i still cant believe how much this world lies to itself..every day. it seems that my flower in full bloom turns the other way and leans for the ground..kissing your dirty feet of lies..I hear thunder in the distance..and i let myself go...but the clouds move so slow and I with open mouth ( Read more... )

the death of life. so many things to let go. how far can i throw myself? what happend to the james i left behind. i never knew persons could evaperate. i never knew. i never find will find myself again. i had some good times. in the span of two years, three years, i found my best friend. a soulmate for the same sex. myfist could have never stopped ( Read more... )

no ?'s no worries. just truth no reasons. just james. i told u that you where something more. something that takes my doubt away. my life is yours you are real love to me now this is the last thing i write inside this live j. this is the last time i look in this live j. i grew, with real love. good nite. till tomorrow. call u after work ( Read more... )

so i think this is the very last thing i right in this explanation of self feeling. i always thought this live journal shit was stupid; its really not that bad. this whole method of talking to one self or just one; maybe more, can make a person feel like something or some great riff in life has been saturated with some sort of balance. balance can ( Read more... )

i forgot how to feel. but i learned how to be fake. fake is good unless you keep at it. i will never be fake forever. only till everything is right, then i will be me. then what? will i lose everything again? i dont really care if i do. because it wouldnt be real. it would have been built on mouth not heart. fake is good...unless ( Read more... )

well mutha fucka............thats it. thats all thank doog night.

so even when your not around, every word spirals down. to fast for mouth to slow for tongue. cant esape its just begun. only you can make two eyes teary, your so.....umm.... my little cherry.