January 2011
23 posts
Jan 28th
Jan 28th
Jan 26th
Jan 26th
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you had your hand raised but then set down the knife. do you think you love him enough to leave him with his life?
Jan 18th
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I quit for you, then I start again because of you
Jan 16th
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Jan 15th
are es
he used to open doors just to sound the alarm he used to throw things at me and write on my arms
Jan 12th
so its a handful of sleep for me before I give in to my trusty defense and reach for the whiskey
Jan 12th
I can’t help thinking of an ocean more tumultuous than the one we’ve got here. And while I’m stuck in the repetition that once fueled my everydays, I can’t help wanting new lines on new pages and new rhythms to dance to.
Jan 11th
its like a punch in the face because I want you...
Jan 11th
he comes complete with the world at his feet::he...
Jan 7th
you know its true::I could undo what she's done to...
Jan 6th
Jan 6th
you can't sell yourself as something else::then...
Jan 6th
you are the beat I can't stop dancing to::you take...
Jan 6th
I don’t want to be the falling star anymore I don’t want to be the messages that I keep sending I don’t care that you see me burn through your atmosphere if it will never be enough to wake you up from your sleeping
Jan 6th
I don’t need friends I don’t need enemies I’ve got a thousand ghosts to keep me company when the sea has risen and its covered the coast Ill look back on the phantoms and miss them the most
Jan 5th
what is the sound the carnivore makes? its the self same sound of a heart sighing as it breaks the sound of you waiting there for the moon to rise the smooth whimper humming of the tears in her eyes a familiar violent sound of you lifting your head to the whisper of a mirror saying they’ll think you’re beautiful when you’re dead
Jan 5th
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fountains
you could make me say it if I was going to die tomorrow but I’ve been drinking everyday from fountains of youth and sorrow
Jan 4th
you got yrself in there you worked yrself in there then say that you cant breath and who did what with all the air you blame the tall cans you blame the suntans but that look on yr face when you put it in my hands we had a few nights sore like a fist fight pat the devil on the head and ask him if he’s alright you always act like summer i want the cold winter i want some ice to...
Jan 4th
Jan 4th
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Jan 2nd