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Home to oblivion
I don't look back much as a rule
05 June 2011 @ 02:16 pm
You can watch me disappear
24 November 2009 @ 10:49 am
If you tell him the truth, he'll understand. And you'll find a way through this maze together.
10 October 2009 @ 09:46 pm
We always called and wished each other a good flight.
So tell me
what the FUCK is this?
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So tell me
what the FUCK is this?
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
Current Mood:
crushed
13 September 2009 @ 07:08 pm
I dreamed a dream
I had a dream where I wanted to have orange juice. I wanted to go into a shop to get it, it's just a block away from my house. I couldn't in the end, because I got stopped and attacked by pigs.
I find the dream highly metaphoric.
I find the dream highly metaphoric.
06 July 2009 @ 02:35 pm
I think there is definitely more I can do.
And I will start doing more today.
And I will start doing more today.
Current Mood:
determined
17 June 2009 @ 02:28 pm
Afraid to close their eyes, and miss you once again
Do you know what it is?
Sometimes I can almost feel you, walking around in the house, burying your head in a pillow, flipping through the channels, appreciating the sunset. Everything, even though you are not here. Even though you are far from here. I just can feel you.
What I fear the most is this. One day I would be told that what I felt that morning was unreal. I was told some one or two hours, or one or two week ago, you had seized to exist, that you had been taken away.
That is what sucks, because I cannot honestly say that doesn't cross my mind a lot.
Sometimes I can almost feel you, walking around in the house, burying your head in a pillow, flipping through the channels, appreciating the sunset. Everything, even though you are not here. Even though you are far from here. I just can feel you.
What I fear the most is this. One day I would be told that what I felt that morning was unreal. I was told some one or two hours, or one or two week ago, you had seized to exist, that you had been taken away.
That is what sucks, because I cannot honestly say that doesn't cross my mind a lot.
Current Mood:
pensive
12 June 2009 @ 05:27 pm
You gave me heaven and you took it away
Hope is so very last season.
I am such a joke. I am clay. I am a weed. I am every fucking thing but me.
Why must you think I am defined, processed when I simply am?
I am such a joke. I am clay. I am a weed. I am every fucking thing but me.
Why must you think I am defined, processed when I simply am?
11 June 2009 @ 02:31 pm
You think I'm joking but I am deadly serious
10 June 2009 @ 06:20 pm
It was a "no"
Dear Sanity, Heart and Life,
It's been nice to have you with me, but farewell.
Love, Me
It's been nice to have you with me, but farewell.
Love, Me
10 June 2009 @ 02:26 pm
It doesn't have to be so decided, you've always wanted
A lot of things are invisible to the eye. Faith is the only thing that keeps them going.
I'm not God, I am not saying that you must believe me and believe in me or else.
I just very much wish that you did, because it didn't come easily for me. And it did come because of you. I don't want anything, I simply need it.
I'm not God, I am not saying that you must believe me and believe in me or else.
I just very much wish that you did, because it didn't come easily for me. And it did come because of you. I don't want anything, I simply need it.
08 June 2009 @ 02:19 pm
In this world
There are great people, and there are horrible, horrible people.
I know which I want to be.
I know which I want to be.
