your body may be gone, im gonna carry you in
in my head, in my heart, in my soul
and maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again
well i dont know, i dont know, i dont know.... dont think so

well that is that and this is this
you tell me what you want and ill tell you what you get
you get away from me, you get away from me
collected my belongings and ( Read more... )

ended up going back to rikers for another week up until today, going to a phoneix house for a while...im ready, i need a change...kinda sucks its right when ace comes home. im sick of the bullshit, i want things to get interesting again...im kinda not pissed that im goin b/c i feel like im not really leaving that much behind...just want to be done ( Read more... )

iiim such a fucking idiot. i fucked up my chance of fixing all the queens treatment court bullshit. fuck you xanax and making me not give a fuck ( Read more... )

weird that i just try to think of song lyrics that fit what im thinking and they all end up being radiohead...

bitch put me on rikers island for a week, just got home today, got about a day to do a project to save my school semester that should normally take at least two weeks....and told me that i wont get the job based on how the program works b/c ( Read more... )

u know that feeling when every fucking song that comes on the radio sounds like the lyrics were written for whats going through your head at that exact moment ( Read more... )

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"i wonder if the spot opens at 6am"

"this was a half ounce yesterday!"

kinda drunk...just thinking. shoulda put these in the other post but if i added them now no one would notice.
blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......my day will come again, my day will come...

Sitting in the back hidden corner of the school library, which is set up with some chairs and stools behind  a bunch of bookshelves. It’s the only place in this school where I can kinda get away from everyone, at least somewhat. I didn’t even know it existed until recently. Its nice when theres no one here but soon there will be a bunch of people ( Read more... )

remember those opiate dreams, not asleep, not even nodding, u JUST closed your eyes, and your scaling, zooming up the side of a 5000 story 19th century brick building...you enter through a colored painted glass window, head down a hallway to a huge dining room, to a beautiful young girl with long, flowing hair....as you travel up the back of her ( Read more... )

dreaming again, and i never have dreams this vivid or like this...

she and i are close, laying together in bed. the warmth and comfort of holding her tight next to me, in my arms, her head on my shoulder...i squeeze her closer and a feeling of ecstasy surrounds us...she looks into my eyes and i am locked into hers. she knows exactly what im feeling ( Read more... )