could i talk through windows
could i look through walls?
thieving away my hopes and lies
second hand verses, chords we don't know
we don't understand how to play
but you sing me to sleep and stay
full of dreams that chase my
nightmares away
and it's becoming obvious
that i can't give you up
so, it's getting late,
won't you stay?
there's a key to my heart
and i don't know where it lays
but i bet if you opened your eyes
long enough to look,
it would fit perfectly in your hand
but you don't need it anyway
because you're breaking in
sin with a grin
said the cat, as his face stretched wide as his body 'nished, "somehow you strayed and lost your way, and now there'll be no time to play, no time for joy, no time for friends - not even time to make amends. you are too naïve if you do believe life is innocent laughter and fun."
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
i would so do that axe undie run.
i have no shame.
and i look damn cute in a lacy bra.
ANYWAAAAAAAAAAAY.
i. hate. my. life.
- "you know he does angel dust now..."
-"he really isn't as big of a druggie as everyone claims"
-"KID. come smell this tequila. does it smell like your boyfriends breath?"
-"...you two would be a cute couple. well, if it wasn't for the.... you know."
YES. I DO KNOW.
AND I HATE EVERY SECOND OF IT.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
I feel like I've let some people down. I feel like I'm living a lie. I feel like I'm being ignored. I feel like I'm being let down. I feel like I'm loosing my boundries.
And somehow, it's never been more freeing.
But I still wish I didn't feel those ways.
Because, when I'm alone at 1:44 in the morning, they hurt so bad.
And somehow, it's never been more freeing.
But I still wish I didn't feel those ways.
Because, when I'm alone at 1:44 in the morning, they hurt so bad.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
my imagination
she cries to the touch
bleeds to the taste
throws you away
but you can't forget
her face.
bleeds to the taste
throws you away
but you can't forget
her face.
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