On the twelfth day of Christmas, ( Read more... )

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so Christmas is coming... I was just feeling like it will be good this time around.

don't tell it's a surprise, don't get me anything, i don't need anything else. So I will be seeing you all when i come down... ya bastards better not tell my mother.

Wondering how I could get so deep
And you could still get to sleep

happy birthday to mon sister poo,

you are 16, <3 ( Read more... )

track 05

Life enjoys putting up this face of everything is going to be fine then as you turn around it hits you with a fucking bus. fuck... what am i suppose to do... i am sick of taking everything as is, i am sick of having to fight through life to get anything that could possibly be beneficial to me and then in the end watch it explode in my face ( Read more... )

I cant help but wake up and think about what it would be like if it never happened.

I entered a poem into some internet site contest thing.

its being published. its being recored. it "won" the editors choice award, along with the 32 other editors choice award winners. thats why its being recored...

It Seems I spent all day yesterday cleaning my music up.

Now i am listing to city & colour and watching the sun come up.

I miss home, I wish this was easier.

very upset.