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[Tuesday
11 /24/09 at 9:44am] |
You'll sit alone forever
If you wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
I'm here I'm now I'm ready
Holding on tight
Don't give away the end
The one thing that stays mine
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[Tuesday
11 /24/09 at 12:54am] |
you look so good,
but they way things look ain't the way they are.
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[Tuesday
11 /24/09 at 12:31am] |
She's got a whole lot of reasons
but she can't think of a single one to justify leaving
He's got none but he thinks
he's got so many problems
and he's got too much time to waste.
His dreams are like commercials
but her dreams are picture perfect.
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[Tuesday
11 /24/09 at 12:15am] |
I was crazy about you then
and now the craziest thing of all;
over ten years have gone by
and you're still mine.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 11:38pm] |
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I may have failed but I have loved you from the start.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 10:20pm] |
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Does anyone know of any good college/friends/party quotes for scrapbooking?! please. I will even send you a free cookie and a can of pepsi!
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 9:19pm] |
cause you reached in your pocket
and pulled out a pass that says
you can take me anywhere
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 8:09pm] |
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Today I'm going to do my best to drink coffee in the morning and live as if I didn't feel lonely and hopeless and helpless to save myself for the world where I live. And tonight, when I dream, it will be that the junkies spent all the drug money on community gardens and collective housing and the punk kids who moved into the ghetto have started meeting their neighbors, besides the angry ones with the yards that their friends and their dogs have been puking and shitting on, and the anarchists have started filling potholes, collecting garbage to prove that we don't need a government to do these things.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 8:08pm] |
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I swear that someday I'll tell you without lying that I was born to quit smoking, I was born to quit dying. On that day, not doing heroin will be easy as piss and on that day I'll stop talking so much shit about the government.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 7:58pm] |
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I swear I'll run away from every home I ever have, so I'll build a new house in every town I pass. Maybe then I won't always feel lost and trapped. When I was growing up, I was the smartest kid I knew. Maybe that was just because I didn't know that many kids. All I know is now I feel the opposite. Like if you don't want to work, then that becomes your job; there's a lot of overtime, there's not many days off. I hope you know that I'm not trying to complain; it just gets hard to explain to people that I know or kids who come to shows that I just don't want to talk about the office today. Because I've watched friends go from being pessimists to work at home archaeologists. They dig skin deep. They work hard every day. I'm burying their arms for a vein or two that maybe they forgot. And the cops say it's a crime for people like me and those friends of mine to want to die. Like my neighbor in St. Pete, she's been on house arrest down here. If she tries to leave her yard, they'll lock her in a cage for years because sometimes she wants to die and she shoots dope when she thinks that she could die. And the law, they caught her one too many times shooting dope when she felt like she could die.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 7:29pm] |
I heard about your trip.
I heard about your souvenirs.
I heard about the cool breeze, in the cool nights,
And the cool guys that you spent them with.
Well I guess I should have heard of them from you.
I guess I should have heard of them from you.
Don't you see, don't you see, that the charade is over?
And all the Best Deceptions and Clever Cover Story awards go to you.
So kiss me hard 'cause this will be the last time that I let you.
You will be back someday and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away.
I heard about your regrets.
I heard that you were feeling sorry.
I heard from someone that you wish you could set things right between us.
Well I guess I should have heard of that from you.
I guess I should have heard of that from you.
I'm waiting for blood to flow to my fingers,
I'll be all right when my hands get warm.
Ignoring the phone,
I'd rather say nothing. I'd rather you'd never heard my voice.
You're calling too late too late to be gracious you do not warrant long goodbyes.
you're calling too late, you're calling too late, you're calling too late.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 6:48pm] |
Hope for the best.
This is not what I had expected.
You were not the person I projected on you from the start.
Now my nerves are a bowl full of porridge.
Drive in the last nail and close up this casket.
And I know it's dramatic,
but baby, I'm manic
and the verdict of late is dysmorphic.
Like I could be better.
Like I could be better, I swear.
And if I develop infection,
I will scratch you right out of my skin.
If I come home looking different,
please, do not ask me where I have been.
I was there, under my skin.
Everything I knew that I would have been
for you was there, under my skin,
everything I did that I'd do again.
Everything I did, oh, I'd do again and again.
'Cause I could be, I could be better.
I could be better, I swear.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 6:48pm] |
Do not call the doctors;
they won't tell you a thing.
Do not call my father
as if he knew how I was doing.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 6:31pm] |
I came home to find you on drugs.
I was on the verge of every song I'd ever sung.
You said, "Oh, my gosh.
It's like I can't escape.
I am a child of fate."
And then you threw a plate at me.
You were so wasted.
All my life,
I've been a child of stress.
You were the worst at best.
And if I may confess, the worst ain't over.
Yet if you call, I won't stumble.
I've been humbled
like your bottles, empty in the morning.
Hold on up, we've got a bleeder on our hands.
I don't think you understand.
Get here as quickly as you can.
I've learned to hate.
Oh, I have grown to love.
I have learned to be
what I hoped I would become.
And tell me, what of you?
What did you do?
What did you say?
What did you leave behind?
Who did you save?
You came home, I was on the rug.
You were on the verge of every hole you'd ever dug.
You said, "Oh, my god.
I cannot catch a break,
but I am a child of faith."
So when you turned away,
I just laid in silence.
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[Monday
11 /23/09 at 5:52pm] |
you wouldn't drive without a key
and i miss you since you left me
my bf of over a year and i broke up last night =( lyrics?
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[Sunday
11 /22/09 at 11:19pm] |
by the time you read this, i hope to be dead.
you can't undo something that's happened; you can't take back a word that's already been said out loud. you'll think about me and wish that you had been able to talk me out of this. you'll try to figure out what would have been the one right thing to say, to do.
i guess i should tell you, "don't blame yourself; this isn't your fault." but that would be a lie. we both know that i didn't get here by myself. you'll cry, at my funeral. you'll say it didn't have to be this way. you will act like everyone expects you to. but will you miss me? more importantly, will i miss you?
does either one of us really want to hear the answer to that question?
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[Sunday
11 /22/09 at 11:17pm] |
if i fall, if i die; know i lived it to the fullest.
if i fall, if i die; know i lived and missed some bullets.
i'm on the pursuit of happiness,
and i know everything that shines ain't always gunna be gold.
i'll be fine once i get it, i'll be good.
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[Sunday
11 /22/09 at 11:08pm] |
park that car
drop that phone
sleep on the floor
dream about me
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[Sunday
11 /22/09 at 11:23pm] |
you are the roots that sleep beneath my feet and hold the earth in place
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[Sunday
11 /22/09 at 4:49pm] |
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Once, I was a master at recycling leftovers. Now I cultivate the art of simmering memories.
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