Monday, December 29, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
13 Long Hours
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Polar Ice Guy
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Friday, October 3, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
C & R
Monday, September 29, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Facebook: Good or Bad?
But then tonight, one of his friends mentioned to me that he was dating. I pretended I didn't care and played it off really cool.
Which brings me to think, if we're all snooping on Facebook are we setting ourselves up for heartbreaks, or are we really getting a head start on those awkward questions we usually take another drink over.
How Strange?
You picked it so deep, it had the root attached.
And we tried to get playful in the middle of a street.
We layed down there and you licked my shoe while
an Officer pulled up and told us to break it up.
Then at some point during this dream,
I was locked in a colorful room, the floor a shallow pool.
And I was looking for a peircing bead, for my industrial.
Then finally we were on a couch outside of a little gas station in my home town.
We had sexual relations, atleast I was told we were having them.
And when we finished, I gagged and threw up the contents of my mouth.
Oddly, I don't even want to write what those contents were...
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Friday, August 8, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
look how pretty she is, when she falls down.
I don't understand you, or you and I don't trust you.
I don't understand you because you always know when I've messed up.
And you always know when to step in, and put in two cents.
And I don't understand you because you're so fake.
You lie, you're not real, you're just a shell of something.
And I don't trust you because you're far to close.
You say a few things that freak me out.
And I may like it?
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Mon Jul 28, 2008 11:39 pm
Tonight, I'm not sure if I should cry.
I mean, is it really worth crying over spilt milk.
I've drank a bottle of wine and
smoked half a pack of cigarettes because of you.
I don't know how
to make things right, okay?
I tried my best.
I wanted to be your friend.
I didn't want you out of my life.
But you said goodbye.
And then I said goodbye,
and you erased me from your life.
As if nothing happened.
And now I'm holding back tears,
and they'll soon be running down my face.
It hurts more to hold them back
but I keep thinking if I don't cry them
that I'll be strong.
That I shouldn't cry
because I don't even know if you're worth it.
But if I do cry, I think you've won,
and that I've made one of the
biggest mistakes of my life.
Maybe I did love you.
Maybe right now i wasn't ready
and maybe one day I will be.
Or maybe I'll just stay this mess
you erased forever.
I just wish it didn't end tonight.
Not like this.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
RadioForHelp - Don't Flatter Yourself
what did i do
to deserve this?
i'm sorry, i'm sorry
you know that i'm sorry
this time your eyes caught me off guard
and you've only got one shot to make things alright
so let's get this over with...
just one last time
tell me that you're coming home
oh, i know that you're not coming home tonight
(tonight) i want you here
(i want you here) i want you to know that i'm not alright
it seems like you've been gone forever
but forever not long enough to me
"i'm sorry"
"don't say say sorry, for what?"
don't flatter yourself
i know you're beautiful but there's so much more, my miss
just one last time
tell me that you're coming home
oh, i know that you're not coming home tonight
(tonight) i want you here
(i want you here) i want you to know that i'm not alright
i wish we could just get over this
but i just dont know how to make you see
"i'm sorry
"but are we really?
no.
we've been here before
i know you're still upset but i just want to make this right
just one last time
tell me that you're coming home
oh, i know that you're not coming home tonight
(tonight) i want you here
(i want you here) i want you to know that i'm not alright
how do i get it through to you
when it always seems like we're on different pages
of the same wonderful book?
don't know where to start this,
all i want is for this to end and for you
to be here beside me
this constant thinking about it is driving me insane
sometimes i think that i am like your worst enemy
i might know
that i
will get over you...
EyesWideShut
When she said, "I didn't know relationships were supposed to be this fun." I cried. I cried so much because I didn't understand how I could have missed that concept, it's so simple. So simple that it brings me to tears thinking about it. How did I miss that, How?
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
Foreshadow, For Shame
I'm going to hurt you,
I'm going to hurt you.
I'm going to break your heart.
I'm going to hurt you,
I'm going to hurt you,
I'm going to hurt you.
Please don't be mad.
I'm going to hurt you,
I'm going to hurt you,
I'm going to hurt you.
I really hate myself.
For the things I do to you.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 12, 2008
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
At the cemetery gates, In the dress your husband hates.
It just breaks my heart that the things that matter most are unreliable.
Our concept of the perfect world is a mess, during life.
Today, I noticed that maybe we should stop talking and just listen.
Listen to our bodies, to our hearts, to the world around us.
I saw the most heart breaking things today.
I was walking through the cemetery to think. It was calm, I was calm.
It was just me and the silence of the world around.
It was like having new breath into your body.
Among me, fallen soilders, fathers, mothers, lovers, family and children.
Children being put in the ground broke me from my thoughts.
It was hard to imagin just the thought of what it would be like to do this.
I have no words for my feeling...it was one of the worst I've felt.
I walked away and took another trail, following a car this time up a path.The Car stopped.
I stopped.
An older lady got out of the car, she saw me. I saw her.
We both had that same look on our faces as she turned away and began walking across the ground.
I felt rude to watch,but I couldn't look away.
I watched her say a prayer for the site infront of her. Her heart still feeling love for the one below.
I cried.I cried a lot.
I felt for the woman infront of me.
I felt a release being here in this moment and time seeing this.
I feel as if I needed this afternoon realization about the world, how it can defeat you and put you away. But you can overcome it.
Someone will always love you.Someone will always be there.
Don't give up Zosia. You can do this.
Its not over yet.
"...And then she said she can't believe, genius only comes along in storms of
fabled foreign tongues tripping eyes, and flooded lungs. Northern downpour sends its love"
Friday, April 11, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Unbalanced.
Case #1
You're depressed and don't want to talk about it.
You run from your problems.
You won't let me help.
This feels out of my nature.
Case #2
You're happy. You miss me. You made me feel amazing.
I'm unbalanced because this is backwards from what it should be.
WTF, MATE?!