Wednesday, December 24, 2008

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It's weird when we don't talk at night for more than two hours.


Since August, I've been feeling old. And it doesn't help when there's no presents under the Goddamn plant.

Friday, December 19, 2008

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Jesus. I was so caught up in my own little happy place. I feel terrible.

I forgot.

My imaginary friend will gone. He will live on his own little happy place.


It just sucks sometimes.

Monday, December 1, 2008

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You make me happy.

I feel happy. That's so strange.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

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We are the true part-time lovers and full-time friends.

We're so full of love and secrets, it's too cute. We tell each other everything, but all we ever talk about is ourselves. And how much we mean to each other.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

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two things you want to do before you die:

1. Go to outer space.

2. Finding that asshole so we can paint this fucking ugly beautiful earth.


Eeeeek. I can't wait.

Saturday, October 25, 2008

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It's a possibility that it's more than a feeling but I'm starting to believe in another theory: I'm not ready.

I feel like a bird. I feel like... rolling down a hill... riding my bike and fall.

Monday, October 6, 2008

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October is nostalgic.

I also hope it rains. Rains like fuck.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

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That boy in my dream. That boy came true. How lovely.

And I love the way your hand fits so nicely in mine
And I always screw up, I wonder how you sing to me


Now I'm just wondering... when will that sunset be here?

Saturday, July 26, 2008

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She was walking through the night. A car parked in front of a house, thinking it was his. Continue to walk the way she walks, the male in the car said "Excuse me," she stopped to be polite, "My name is Dwayne and I saw you walking... What's your name?"

The young girl wondered. She doesn't know her name.

"Sorry," mumbling, the hint of not wanting to further the conversation. It wasn't the right of time. She started walking again.

"You're afraid? I just thought you were pretty," the male said. The male confused her feelings for fear. Silly.

After the nervousness and panic washed away like sweat from her jog to her apartment... She actually wanted to find the small black vehicle to take back that meaningless apology. She wasn't really sorry. It wasn't her fault that she didn't have a name.


Hi. Are You Awake? by T.R. Muse.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

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It tears me apart knowing I'll never be able to hug Thorne.

Friday, May 30, 2008

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I had the most beautifulest dream. The boy I like rejected me. And I was walking into a sunset.


I wish I could dream it again.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

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http://www.explodingdog.com/title/ihopeyoumissmetoo.html

All of a sudden I miss everyone

Yeah, not likely.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

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Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place

I feel high as a kite.

Boop boop. Beep ba boop. Beep.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

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For the first time, I miss the old me.

I hate how I have become. I hate where my mind is going.

I'm just so talented being in denial that I didn't see this coming.

I miss those questions.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

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Now I know he feels in that monstrous way.

I feel terrible.

I twitch. And I flinch. I'll walk left if I have to.

Friday, February 22, 2008

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I...

Never mind.

I just miss it. I can't feel it.

I see you and there's nothing there.

I just miss the feeling.

I miss the feeling of being loved.

I miss the feeling of loving someone.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

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I don't want anyone cause I don't feel for anyone. What I do feel (or miss) is the warmth and arms.

I'm always just bad timing.

Monday, February 4, 2008

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I don't think they care. They just want to win.

I'm sick and tired. I'm sick and tired.



Without guilt, some people just want to die.

Without love, they do.
That just encourages them to do so.

They just don't care. They shove and shove and shove but they didn't.

Just remember, don't get attached to people. No lovers, no close friends. No dreams.

I swear I'm not suicidal, but dying right this minute seems nice.

All those hopes and dreams keep us going. But if we do fail... I don't know what I'd do.

When I have truly fail at my dream,

Sunday, January 27, 2008

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I didn't like the memories.

I think I will go back to normal.

Seeing you is just too soon. Too soon.

I'd rather see you from a distance.

Ha. I remember this theory I had when I was a little kid when I people watched. If you can't see the entire me then you can't see me at all. I'd hide behind counters and bushes. That was fun.

This isn't fun. Not even close.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

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I feel so oddly lonely.

I don't like it.

And I also can't believe it's making me kind of... negative.

It makes me want... ugh, love...

?!

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

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I hate me. I'm really starting to begin the chaos.

And it's scary. Everything is scary right now. People are beginning to. They never really bothered me before.



But I am weak. Cause I'm starting to dislike commitment. It seems useless you know.

...forever and a day.