I give you my apathy
I'm giving you all of me
I want your symphony
Singing for all that I am
At the top of my lungs
I'm giving it back
So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands
And pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I pray to be only yours
I know now you're my only hope...Yes I know christian music is evil but I love that ( Read more... )

I wrote a duet for Mike and I just now, I'll put my parts in blue, his in red, and the shared in yellow. I haven't written like this in a while, lately it's been all morose ballads, this is a fast upbeat punk song. I like the lyrics a wicked lot though, tell me what you guys think.

This is

The final chapter

Whatever you're after

Just take it ( Read more... )

Someday I hope to close my eyes and pretend
That this crumpled up picture can be perfect again...

You people are fucking sick.

Kristen, Jaymie, and Alyse, I want all three of you to stay the hell away from me. you share one mind and it's warped as all fuck, I don't want to deal with it anymore. Anyone who wants evidence of this living plague, by all means:

( They put people away for this )

Just once, fucking ONCE, I wish that someone who walked away from me...

...Would just stay gone.

Call it what you want, but tell it to someone else... Just leave me alone.

Well, since a good number of people like to read my journal just for the sake of getting pissed off, I'd like to explain something that you people just don't seem to pick up on. I am not a drama buff, nor do I enjoy bitching about life, I HAVE A STYLE. Think about it for a second, oh ye who claim to know me so well, have you heard me talk??? Who ( Read more... )

She knows I'm updating right now. She knew the second I walked by that this would be the first thing I'd do, get it out, vent, let off the steam, she knew... She always knew. Every move I made, every emotion, everything, she knew ( Read more... )

Getting out of my car tonight, destroyed, exhausted, barely able to keep my eyes open, I was lost in thought and it suddenly dawned on me that I was searching for a fantasy. Something to imagine, anything at all, and faced with such a strange outlook I thought about it some more and understood why. Nights like these have never been easy, it's a ( Read more... )

Bam, my vocals hit like a brick, coming fast but with no music, rapid grating accapella, we see a wide eyed young man staring up at the ceiling in his darkened room. Two quick slams on the guitar draw me into another chorus and the camera angle changes but we're still on the same seen, with an extreme close up of the young man, who is breathing ( Read more... )

I'm talkin to the ceiling
My life just lost all meaning
Do one thing for me tonight
I'm dying in this silence
The last star left in heaven
Is falling down to earth and
Do you still feel the same way
Do you still feel the same way?Ever seen one of those businessmen on a plane with their laptop that's so mercilessly fancy you can watch their ( Read more... )