Jan. 28th, 2007 | 07:44 am
ca c'est que j'ecoute: no cash
hahahahaha you faggot
Jan. 9th, 2007 | 07:25 pm
i'm not looking to recover, i'm not looking to adjust. i'm not looking to accept or to understand.
i'm just trying to live.
blah blah shut up gemini.
Jan. 2nd, 2007 | 07:22 pm
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Jan. 2nd, 2007 | 06:22 pm
everything just might work out for the best.
there seems to be a formula to life, a formula that i just can't get a handle on.
grow up, go to school, get a job, fall in questionable love, get married, have kids, retire.
to that i say ew.
very eloquent, i know.
Jan. 2nd, 2007 | 12:15 am
ca c'est que j'ecoute: Descendents, Milo Goes to College
The mix of cold air and burning in my lungs makes me feel alive. I let the cold embrace me. It works its way through my clothes, numbing my finger tips. The shivers make me aware of my senses. I let the nicotine in my blood. I let the smoke right me. Its one of the few crutches I have left. My thoughts are clouded like the air. Yet they become clear like winter. I've found myself living in these songs. Lately my life has been like an amature film. Its wonderfuly cheesey, full of ups and downs. I find myself living for 5 years from now. I want to live inside these dreams. Not live my dreams, but inside them, with a childlike hope. How can I be so happy with myself when I don't even know what it is that I really want? I think I know, but I can't be sure.
Right now these words are my main concern. I breath with space bars and return keys.
My life is full of pencil marks and scratch outs. Lines written for songs I haven't lived yet. I want to find the world.
years will come and years will go. but for now,
happy new year.
Jan. 1st, 2007 | 05:16 pm
just as much as i like running around drunk and screaming, i like curling up on my couch and watching the Simpsons.
&&that's all i'm going to say about it,
GOD MY FOOT JUST FELL ASLEEEEEEEEEEP. skjbhds;fgmnfdgjlgdomgdkjfsf
Dec. 30th, 2006 | 06:02 pm
caress me down: blah
cause all i wanna do
is cash my check and drive right home to you
cause baby all my life
i will be drivin home to you
vom genauen Anfang war die unsere Liebe von von ihm krank und flüchtig. jetzt es gibt nichts linke Seite von mir. ich bin nur so und feindlich ermüdet
if i ever had a kid, which i wouldnt, i would name him Smith.
Dec. 30th, 2006 | 02:12 am
we all wear a mask, we all play a part. it's not a big deal, just a fact.
Dec. 23rd, 2006 | 07:50 pm
caress me down: indifferent
ca c'est que j'ecoute: ladytron
im not what youre looking for and i never was.
anything intriguing about me is just a facade.
i wont be different from every other let down that has blighted your fragile ego and hardened your heart
i'm no mecca; just an insecure megalomaniac in leopard print flats.
so fuck off, do us both a favor and don't waste my time.
Dec. 20th, 2006 | 10:49 am
it takes compassion
bad things happen to good people everyday, and all we care about is our fucking hair.
i hate just about everyone i know. not for anything theyve done, but for what we dont think for, what we dont feel.
it's disgusting that it takes something like death to make me see this.