September 2008
46 posts
make sense
Maybe I’ll try to make this work. Maybe I’ll try to make the best of things. Stop complaining and embrace. To me, that is. I will stop. Embrace and not complain. I will.
;)
August 2008
14 posts
Warm Wind
Well, I drove home tonight against the wind I’ve shown the bad thoughts the way outside I’ve told my enemies they’re my friends Jesus in the rain and to his face I lied. Holy in the bones and skull of dust don’t keep the bad thoughts in my mind I may go in the light but maybe I’m not just Jesus in the rain and to his face I lied. So, the sweater is cold and my feet...
I can haz macbook?
I can.
Well aren’t you refreshing!
Yes. You are.
chemical reactions
You know what? Fine. I’ll accept it. I’ll accept that things are fucked up. I don’t know why I’ve told myself they aren’t. Everything is fucked up, I suppose that’s just the way things work. Fucked up. I’ll warn you, I may be about to say a cliche, but I don’t think so.
The only thing that seems to make sense to me now is music, and music...
Cincinnati/Seattle
RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUNR UNURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRURNRNRNRRURUR
Extravaganza
I’ll be staying in a ritzy-ass hotel tomorrow night, in Chicago. I fucking miss that place. I have such weird memories, too, of Chicago. If you were to consolidate all my memories of Chicago, and squeeze them into a box, open the box, and watch, you’d be fucking blown away by the bizarre symphony of thoughts that is my Chicago.
I’m kind of scared to go to Seattle. Scared,...
are you proud of yourself? are you proud of yourself? are you? I think less of myself. I think less of myself. since you. the screen is snow. the screen is snow. I can’t see you.
I can’t see you.
well, it's about time (it could be)
breath is visible. breath is visible frost; wipe away. frost; wipe away cold, clear, crisp, still dissatisfied. we will live through today. we will live through today. breakfast hour. breakfast hour fast asleep. fast asleep. drenched in smoke. blanket days. don’t stay awake. don’t stay awake. head is clearing. vision clearing. we can run now. we can run now. today we finally release....
I'm not going outside
I’m so tired of this fucking limbo I’ve put myself in. I need to get a move-on with life. Life is going to move on if I don’t pick up the pace. It already has.
Friends are going to school/doing things. I want to do things. I want to start a band and write more. I want to sing in front of people.
You know, I love singing for people. It’s kind of fucked up how much I love...
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“The Answer is No”
when silence falls overall it still hums in the ears clarity becomes dense, and cravings for noise follow so we cut and shoot sound out of our carbon-copy bodies strangling ourselves indulging and delighting our inherent OCDs we find comfort in not coping with absence and bellow rubbish vacant speak we strangle ourselves we make fools of ourselves
bicycles you said “aren’t dead” and then you’re down a feather falling down slow down slow down
I summon you here, my love.