So we wake, we wait, we lose. Maybe? For sure, it's all going up the downslope (reverse logics got us trapped and inside out.) So maybe? Can it? You're wasting my life and eating away at time that I could be happy. So when everything goes wrong, do you love it? Are we the types to skin ourselves for the simple joy of complaining about it? Oh, shut ( Read more... )

I reccomend getting your heart trampled on, to anyone.

Yeah, everyone ougha know how it feels.. how i feel. Oh, ah, my, I have no time for this small talk. The world is waiting hand and foot to fuck me over, so I'll sleep in.

I'm going to pour my heart out.
I'm going to pour my heart into a bottle
I'm going to throw it from the shore
The shore, the soft, sandy, sunny, palm tree covered shore
then, I'm going to watch it drift away into the deep, salty, blue, dark ocean
I'm gonna watch my love for you drown
Because love hurts so much
I'm going to pour my heart out
And throw it in ( Read more... )

sorry i havent been on here. ive been busy. i leave for hawaii tomarrow at five am. ill be back in a week or so. <3

into the years past. lets see how it went; lets see how it'll go.

the beginning - Yellow polo shirt, your tan skin, complimenting the very preppy, but very you khaki shorts you pulled off so well. Topped off with the classic sandals, great for summer. The blonde highlights in your hair, that didn't really fit you, but I liked anyway. Within a ( Read more... )

Scarling - Band Aid Covers The bullet HoleBees in the caramel and I'm not afraid ( Read more... )

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Like scars in the stars in the sky, we melt away from ourselves, and become evident only to ourselves. We're going to far with this whole "love" thing. I want to move forward, but when you don't awsner my calls and I don't see your eyes, the tragedy begins to subdue us. Does it count for anything when I assume you're not going to? It's been 2 hours ( Read more... )

I talk to much, and sometimes I think I think to hard. I wanna hear it tonight. But waiting for an uncertain-coming phone call doesn't make the medicine go down. (thats what the waters for.) So I count the pills, seven, eight, nine. No more until tomarrow. I cant seep deeper into what I know is pathetic. (Whats even worse, is I promised.) If you ( Read more... )

Stress, the planes come in tonight and the truth be told, more than enough can happen in a week. To much, some would say. Today is the beyond, today is more than beyond. Now, we're just waiting to see if some of us have the gull to push for what they really need. The self abuse and scars are fading, the time has come... we just dont know what it's ( Read more... )