Friday, August 7, 2009
new york eyes.
help me please.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
eh, i love it. thats all that matters.
im two quarters and a heart down.
i dont wanna forget how your voice sounds.
that aside, eh, no one's reading.
i can say whatever the fuck i want.
...
i dont want to say anything
im confused,
about too many things.
im failing almost everything at school
and losing people.
and making friends,
loving old ones,
and then losing them all again.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
i just thought i'd let you know.
cos i'm at nicks.
and also, come what may.
you get it.
yeah, it happened.
how about a little priest.
i love nick and diana.
and also zoe and caz.
but... yeh.
ehehehe.
now im gonna use code names.
im in love with Cullen but fucking Hippo wont step aside and let me. spent the day with The Scientist.
and i'm really pissed off with Floorboards.
Teronica thinks im pregnant.
2 months pregnant.
yes, we saw him today.
(loaded god complex, cock it and pull it.)
i love Cullen (not edward cullen... ehhhh)
just Cullen :D
more than Floorboards.
yes, its been too long
and also, Doorknob is being... a knob, i guess.
hmmm...
did i mention i love Cullen?
i love Cullen.
and i can say it all i want,
because the name Cullen has nothing to do with them, as far as they know.
im very very happy.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
why? because i'm
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which is generally a good thing.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
lake effect kid.
dont lie to me.
say what you mean.
you could've just said you didnt want to go with me.
it's not like i would've put up a fight or anything.
i dont care if you dont trust me, but i know what i said.
find your own way home tomorrow night.
Monday, May 18, 2009
last chance.
want sleep.
cant.
the happy people together will destroy me.
salad.
eyes burn.
hard to keep my head up.
i dont even care anymore, so can we just drop the whole "your ex girlfriend" thing?
Sunday, May 17, 2009
hehe..HAHAHAHAHAHA!
TODAY WAS FANTASTIC.
guitar.
lack of sleep.
tummy acid.
fire.
basketballs on fire.
basketballs EXPLODING.
my log is bigger than your log.
this log is on fire.
i can log you better.
get my log out of you.
mia and em.
Monday, May 11, 2009
the only rings i want want buried with me are the ones around my eyes.
i really am.
i screwed up so bad, i cant expect you to still want to be around me.
so i understand if you want a break or something,
because remember how we used to talk about how much you hate my parents and why?
well that's me now.
i crossed the line.
did you know that kids whose parents smoke are more likely to smoke when they're older?
its the same with other things.
i know its not okay.
i shouldn't do it.
i tried to stop the thoughts in my head.
it's really hard.
if you knew half the stuff that goes on in there...
you'd kill me.
i dont want this.
im gonna regret saying this, but maybe it's better if you're not around me.
it'd be better for you, i mean.
it'll kill me,
but i'll be happy im not hurting you.
which i've been doing a lot of recently.
when you protect someone, you eliminate anything that could cause them harm.
that's what i'm trying to do.
even though you "dont need protecting"
which is true in most cases.
anyway, rambling is boring to read.
xx i will always love you.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
The Greatest Space Adventure
Kay. Asking for your (aka no one) advice:
There's a beautiful person you know.
They are amazing.
They think you're fair awesome and hot, but you know they dont like you like that right now.
They actually suit you; They have a similar personality to you.
You want them a little.
What do you do.
Oh, I know.
You give up cos you suck.
I is happy.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
omg crap.
i love Pete, for those who remember me talking about him. not petey-o Wentz
Monday, April 20, 2009
Blue are the feelings, that live inside me.
- I could have you.
- People could believe me when I say my hair is naturally light (not that it bothers me too much).
- I could look more like Patrick, even though his eyes are green.
- I could maybe hypnotize pretty people with them.
- I could amaze you.
- I could mix in with his crowd.
- I could be adored.
- Now this is true, people with green eyes are naturally more attracted to people with blue eyes. And I'm not saying that if you have green eyes you MUST be attracted to someone whose eyes are blue, it's just more likely.
- I could wear more interesting clothes.
- The sea could match my eyes. As could the sky.
- I could be beautiful.
- My eyes could match the cover of Take This To Your Grave.
- I could look a little like Andy ( I think his eyes are blue anyway).
- I could wear my Superman top more often.
- I could look good with black hair.
- I could look good with you.
The things I could do with blue eyes.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
in this chronicle of wasted time.
Not that anyone cares, or will be able to come up with an answer, can anyone recommend a good book or poem or even Shakespeare sonnet?
It's just that I'm really bored and I figure if normal people can read, then why not me?
Not much really happening. Having a real shit time at school. I dunno, just shit. I cant work, I cant get sleep, it's just really weird. I'm not any more down than usual... I'm just dead.
And for some reason, YouTube decided it would be great to put everything upside down. Probably April Fools Day thing. I really hate this day. Can't we all just not celebrate April Fools, because not only is it fucking annoying, but it makes everyone edgy about everything as well. Like this morning, Zoe's like "CRAP, I FORGOT MY LUNCH, WE HAVE TO GO BACK TO MY HOUSE." And I was just waiting for us to walk all the way back to her house, only to have her go "APRIL FOOLS! YOU'RE A DOUCHE!"
Which wouldn't have been fun at all. Lots of little tiny disagreements with me and Zoe today. Eh, just bad times for both of us, I guess.
xx
Monday, March 23, 2009
let my love.
Anger, Friends and Losing The Ones You Love.
By Molly Tostevin 9B
I’d Never Change A Thing.
“Hello?”
“Hey Eve, it’s Pete.”
“Hey, how are you?”
“I’m good, yeah.”
“Awesome. Cayleigh’s over, she says hi.”
“Yeah, hi Cayleigh. Hey, are you guys up for coming over?”
“Right now?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay, we’ll just walk over.”
“Umm… it’s pretty dark…”
“We’ll be fine.”
“Fantastic. I’ll see you soon.”
“Bye.”
“Bye Eve.”
We’re All In The Back Singing Roxanne.
“WHAT’S THIS? WHAT’S THIS? THE SIGHTS, THE SOUNDS, THEY’RE EVERYWHERE AND ALL AROUND. WHAT, IS, THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS?”
Pete, Cayleigh and I are singing along to songs from Nightmare Before Christmas.
We’re eating chips and melted chocolate (yes, mixed together).
We’re drinking Home Brand lemonade, while attempting to light a fondue bowl of Lynx on fire.
We’re at Pete’s house, because he called us at
So now, we’re sinking into Pete’s couch and screaming “THIS IS HALLOWEEN!”
-That was back when we didn’t worry.
The Way Things Are.
So life, yeah?
Life isn’t bad.
Not good either, but not bad.
The way I see it, it’s just one massive routine:
Wake up, go to school, do work, see friends, more work, go home, more work, and go to bed.
That’s it. No more.
Sometimes you break routine,
And go out after school with your friends; go to a concert or something,
But even breaking the routine is just part of the routine.
So there’s no escape. At all. Ever.
And if you could, even the escape would become some sort of routine.
And that’s being optimistic, thinking of escape.
“Hey Eve….”
And my train of thought is interrupted by someone calling my name.
The Thunder.
It splits, it burns, but it has to be done.
It’s not like it doesn’t hurt like this without it.
“Sitting outdances on the wall…”
Music fights its way into my ears.
“I’m gonna leave you”
I should.
”I wanna scream “I love you” from the top of my lungs..”
I shouldn’t.
But I do.
Choose Love Or Sympathy… But Never Both.
I saw it.
I saw it happen.
Two lives entwining.
Two lives, neither of them mine.
You knew. You knew and you did this anyway.
Considering, I would too.
Don’t try to stop, you’re in too deep.
The thought of it makes me shudder.
A boy and a girl, genuinely happy,
And neither of them is me.
Why So Serious?
“Would I look good with half my face completely burned off?”
“…What a stupid question. But yes…”
Josh and I were discussing Batman.
I wish I was Two Face.
It’s so fitting of the way I am,
I wouldn’t cover it up.
So it’s decided. I will douse half my face in kerosene…
In my dreams.
One Awkward Silence
“I don’t want you to have to deal with this.”
“It’s okay… it’s not like you stabbed me in the back or anything… really it’s okay.”
“No, that’s the thing. THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT I’M DOING.”
“You couldn’t control this even if you wanted to. It’s not your fault.”
“It is. You’re going out with him. I shouldn’t feel like this.”
“It’s okay to like him.”
“Not to me, it isn’t.”
And I walk away from Cayleigh, my best friend, feeling like a true villain.
Do They Remember That?
Sitting at home.
“A simple contradiction, could shake my whole foundation… Parker Lewis can’t lose…”
Music, of course.
My room:
Guitars, cds, books, bed, DVD’s and I.
My room.
So now I’m thinking of lyrics:
Guitars (My smile’s an open wound without you)
Cds (Get, get addicted to this)
Books (I left my conscience pressed between the pages)
Bed (But me, I’m just the covers)
DVDs (In the movie of my life, starring you, instead of me)
And then the picture of Cayleigh, Pete and I, the way we used to be (Good god, I wish I was tall… take aim at myself)
I want that back.
Cayleigh- Where Is Your Boy?
Wow.
Pete.
I think he really likes me (of course he does)
I can remember when it happened.
My iPod was shouting.
“Her bone structure screams “Touch her, touch her””
Exactly how he should’ve felt.
I could really love him.
But I won’t.
He’s just what’s happening until I find someone I can love.
And Eve, she’s just jealous.
Pete- Pretty In Punk.
So, Eve’s pretty angry.
Wouldn’t have a clue as to why.
I think her and Cayleigh are fighting or something… (Cayleigh…☺♥)
I remember when Eve and I were younger.
I mean, when we were about 4.
We didn’t have to worry about any of this.
And Cayleigh…
I’m so happy.
Dear Gravity.
It’s over.
They’re both upset, but not me.
It’s selfish, yes, I know.
But I don’t care.
It’s over.
“They’re” over.
It’s stupid, yes, I know.
But it doesn’t matter.
It’s over.
About time.
It’s compassionless, yes, I know.
But so am I.
Am I Walking In A Straight Line? Am I? AM I??!?!?
“No, Pete. But at least you can catch.”
We were doing tests outside for P.E with beer vision goggles.
Pete started running down the crack in the pavement, arms flailing and all.
“Oy, give me a go…”
He handed me the goggles.
“So are you and Cayleigh okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, we’re fine. It’s a little awkward and all, but we’re still friends”
“It’ll be fine. But… have you got anyone else in mind?”
“No. Hey, do we need to write the test results down?”
“Yeah”
He’ll hate me, more than he’ll notice I wrote this for him
(for hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiim, so.)
Damn lyrics.
Mark and I Might Look Young, But We’re No Less Defeated.
“Dude, that is such a beard”
“Yeah, but I’ve been shaving it”
Mark and I were discussing his chin.
“Esteban looks like he’s from the 70’s, doesn’t he?”
I look across the classroom to Esteban.
He does.
“..What..?”
Esteban is curious.
“Nothing” both Mark and I say simultaneously.
“Hey, if it ever occurs that we have a kid, we should call it Jamaican” Josh says as he leans over to my desk.
Mark and Josh, my best friends, and escapes.
Xo.
In my room, again.
I see it all the same things, differently.
Summary of the past few weeks:
Pete asks Cayleigh out.
I go into breakdown mode.
Cayleigh breaks up with Pete.
Pete and I are just friends, unfortunately.
Cayleigh and I are still friends.
Homework overdue, due to lack of caring about anything.
And I’ve realized one thing, only I don’t know why:
My loose lips can sink ships.
Friday, March 20, 2009
chicago thighs.
Kay, I know there's no point in writing about this at all, cos you're never gonna read it, but I'm fucking sick of all you people who try to be so deep and think their so above everything because they're so smart and such intellectuals. They talk about things such as how people shouldn't talk unless they have something to say or that there needs to be some sort of adventure ALL THE TIME. THERE DOESN'T NEED TO BE SOMETHING HAPPENING ALL THE TIME. RELAX, YOU'LL FIND IT'S ACTUALLY QUITE AWESOME TO NOT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT BEING A FANTASTIC INDIVIDUAL PERSON.
I mean, it'd suck if we were all the same, but don't think you're so above it all by analyzing anything and everything.
Apart from that, I'm going to Germany this year or next, which is awesome. Imma love it.
But yeah, I really wish people wouldn't try to be what they're not, or think they're gonna get respect for acting enlightened.
xx
EDIT: not who you think its about, aka Zoe, Caz or Lauren.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
i really hope he hasn't got a girl.
I'm off though, time to swim with the gummy sharks.
xx
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
"... and neither of them are me"
I love you babe.
xxx
Monday, March 2, 2009
she can thank her lucky stars that everything i wish for, will never come true.
Hmmm.
Zoe, you read my last post? Yeah, I told you it wasnt you and that you didnt know her. Hard lying to your face like that.
I dont know why I love confusing people, aka you.
But yeah, I'll just make it easier for you:
To my dearest love, Zoe,
I love you lots and lots, and yes, I have considered trying to drift away from you for the obvious reasons, such as me turning into a total bitch and not wanting to hurt/offend you, and also a reason that if you really must know about, ask me sometime cos I don't think blogger is the best place to say it.
But that aside, there are so many reasons I couldn't live without you. And there is no way I'm ever gonna let you go (unless you want me to of course). You're probably the best friend I've ever had and the good times I've spent with you can't be bought.
So yeah. Not about you.
heheehehehe
xo
also, I'm really sick so i feel like shit and all moody and crap.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
For every friend we ever had in common, i will sever the ties with you.
So yeah, if you think we're drifting apart, it's because I want to.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Do you remember that?
How could you think about this?
You know it's right, why end it?
I'd never do this,
but then again, I'm not completely oblivious to the fact that THAT KID IS SOMEONE TO HOLD ON TO.
Don't you dare let go, boy.
I don't care,
I don't blame you, for being you, but you cant blame me for hating it,
So bury me in memory, his smile's your rope, so wrap it tight around your throat,
We will never believe again, kick drum beating in my chest again,
Permanent jet lag, please take me back,
I want it so bad, I shoot the sunshine into my veins,
I've been stuck, fixated on one star,
I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins,
Ex friends to the end.
Don't say it's over, dead and gone,
I'm just the covers on top of your bed,
There's a light on in Chicago,
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me,
I never say no to you,
Boycott love, detox just to retox,
We only want to sing you to sleep,
I saw God cry in the reflections of my enemies, and all the lovers with no time for me,
Maybe he wont find out what I know, you were the last good thing about this part of town,
Living like life's going out of style,
I guess I'm my own better half,
Peroxide princess,
My smile's an open wound without you,
The movie of my life, starring you, instead of me,
Till tonight do us part,
You saved my life,
You're the only place that feels like home,
2 out of 3 aint bad,
I'm not making any sense,
Why can you read me like no one else?
Go to hell,
You wouldn't know a good thing if it came up and slit your throat,
You look so good in blue,
I've got headaches, and bad luck but they couldn't touch you, no,
It's just past eight, and I'm feeling young and reckless,
Converse with my Converse,
Something make my chest stir,
I've seen your boyfriend, and I don't think he treats you right,
So now you're waiting up for him,
I could be taking you there with me,
Fake it like you mattered, that's a lie we could both keep,
Gotta show the world the thunder,
Good God I wish I was tall,
I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light,
Take aim at myself,
Your smile reminds me of switchblades and infidelity,
We don't fight fair,
Kiss away young thrills and kills on the mouths of all my friends,
I wanna scream "I love you" at the top of my lungs,
Stomp out this disaster town,
True romance is dead,
Are you through with me?
I want to hate you,
There's no one I'd rather waste my time with,
Sing, until your lungs give out,
One night stand off,
Long live the car-crash hearts,
Oh, baby, you're a classic,
You put my head in such a flurry,
I'm a nervous wreck,
What a catch,
When you wake up, the world will come around,
Be my unholy, my one and my only,
You owe me the best gift I will ever ask for,
No one has to know,
Everyone loves an underdog,
I am the worst liar I know,
I’m alright in bed but I’m better with a pen,
Isn't it tragic?
The truth hurts worse than anything I could bring myself to do to you,
Never means forever,
Baby boy if you got the big dreams go and get it,
Forever a lake effect kid,
We will own your thoughts, we'll own the songs stuck in your head,
What is this?
Loose Lips Sink Ships.
One line from every Fall Out Boy song I know,
Sad, really.
"Vampire.... VAMPIRE PETE VAMPIRE!!!"
...Which, might I add, was extremely extremely extremely awkward for me. But I didn't want to say anything because they seemed to be having fun. I'm suprised they actually felt comfortable with me there. Long story.
Not really.
Ah well.
So then we went into E-Town again to get food and Kaska went home. So the rest of us were sitting around talking. And then there was this fundraiser thing for the bushfires, so we wondered down there, found Kaska and here family.
And then the band.
THE WORST BAND on the planet playing Hey There Delilah.
It physically hurt my ears.
But yeah, I'm just sitting at home being bored shitless.
XD
xx
Friday, February 13, 2009
You should see the size of my... telephone bills...
Now. Don't get my wrong, I'm not one of those shoes-bags-clothes kind of girls, but I still enjoy those things, occasoinally. Okay, lots. But I'm not usually loaded with cash like I am now, so Imma take advantage of this situation. :)
That's it. Just wanted to share that.
xxxxxxxxxxx + xo.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
I'm high fashioned, I'm last chances.
IF YOU TWO WANT TO BE ALL FIGHTING(WHICH I KNOW ONE OF YOU DOESN'T), THEN FINE, BE LIKE THAT. I DON'T CARE. I'M GONNA STAND BY MY REAL FRIEND NO MATTER WHAT, AND YOU BOTH SHOULD KNOW WHO THAT IS.
Really. think about it. If you're both reading this (which I think you are), think about this:
Who would I see as my real FRIEND?
Either way, you'll find out soon.
But also. Valentines Day should die, because it sucks and all it does is remind those of us that don't have anybody, that we never will.
xx (dies)
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
just found it.
was bored found this. love this song, makes me cry. the film clip, too.
(this all means he's going down)
the look on the you face when you saw me for the first time in years.
So I take it that the majority of people who would reading my blog would also read Zoe's and Cazz's, and therefor you would know that there is some kind of "war" going on... and I'm not sure if I'm supposed to do anything. Probably not, but they were really good friends when I first met Cazz, and now they full hate each other or something. I'm mostly worried that one of them will get hurt, but I'm also worried that it'll end up with me taking sides, because I know who I'd turn to, and I don't think I'd be proud of my descision at all. So I'm hoping it doesn't come to that.
So yeah, everyone loves a worry post.
:)xx
(and also, title. zoe. start of year 7 lol)
Friday, February 6, 2009
Let's Rough It Up Till They Shut It Down.
(pointless post much?)
xx
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Let's Hear It For Ameri- *THWACK*... What? A Teddy Bear?
Not really.
But I have some good subjects though. Like literature, philosophy, psychology...
And Dance. Don't get me started on Dance. If dance was a person, I'd kill them. Most likely with a knife. But that's just how I roll. But apart from that I like all my classes.
And. Zoe broke up with the so called SG. In my opinion, he's a tool. But we'll save that story for another night.
No news on anything other then that. Except I updated my youtube.
:) xxx
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Hey There's A Moth On Your Back...
Maybe you'd like to watch them, maybe not. Oh well. I hope they're okay. Maybe you should go check if they are... hehe..
But that aside, Kaska came over and had brunch, then I went back to her place, then we went out for food/clothes/anything else. Was tres fun.
And now for something completely German:
Ich verlor es, genannt es hören auf. Hausstrandräuber.
Ihre Mama.
He! He!
Nichts Wert, der dafür lebt.
Ja sollte ich aufhören, auf Deutsch zu tippen?
No .. ja.
I really hope no one can actually read that :)
xx
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Oh My God Bron... Cazz.
Cazz, Tay and I stayed over at Jellycakes's. We stayed up watching South Park and Rocky Horror. Then Cazz decided that she wanted to walk down to the park to see her boy. She got attacked by a stick. Of all the dangers that come with walking around the streets at midnight, she got attacked by a stick.
Good fun.
Then in the morning, after not sleeping for the 3rd night in a row, we had crepes for breakfast.
Funfunfun.
xx
Monday, January 26, 2009
Sie Wissen nicht Sogar, Wie viel ich Sie Liebe.
Not much else been happening. Umm, check out my youtube. Or not. I mean, it wasn't an order or something, just a suggestion. I'll stop typing now.
xxx
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
I've Seen Sinking Ships Go Down With More GRACE Than You.
Went to House Of Zoe today. Avoided the heat. Ate icecream and raspberries. Played the weirdest game of Uno I've ever played. We took out all the numbered cards and just kept the ones that are like Draw Four and Draw Two and reverse and all them ones. I might go write a song now. Or try, anyway.
xox
Monday, January 19, 2009
Go To Hell
It's my birthday in a week. should be fantastic. Some of the guys are crossdressing. Or so they tell me.
That was my way of trying to cheer myself up. I failed. I don't even know why I'm upset. I just am. It's really annoying me, because I know there's nothing serious wrong, it just feels like there is.
Ah well.
xxx
Friday, January 16, 2009
Liar, liar. Mr my oh my.
Fun times.
So that's what I did today. My legs and arms and body and everything hurt from gym yesterday. But apart from that, all is well, which is fantastic.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
He Loves Her More Than He'll Ever Show.
Glad to be back though. I miss people very easily. I also miss Smallville very easily. And Shakespear. The list of things I miss at home just goes on.
LISTEN WHEN SOMEONE TELLS YOU NOT TO TRY TO CLIMB UP A CHALK CLIFF. THEY'RE RIGHT.
xx
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
How Do We Get There Today?
I can't work, can't eat, can't sleep.
I can't think about anything else.
You make my eyes shake, my stomach ache.
But you've got nothing to take, because every smile of mine is fake.
So now the stitches across my lips are making it harder to say the worst words.
And it's cutting and it's scratching, babe its clawing at my throat.
I will die with this secret on my tongue but there's no way I'm telling you this.
I've got a pen and now I'm thinking about what you said:
"Write me a song."
I'm sorry if i can't write just like your favourite band,
But I do alright for someone you called heartless.
Every time you change your mind, I slowly die.
And I know I seem interested when you talk.
I'm just watching your lips move and thinking of what else they're good for.
Comments?
xxx
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Baby, I'll Save My Angel Some Pain.
So now I'm talking to people on msn and playing Chaos Faction (yes, I know its sad).
I memorized some Shakespear:
Oh, know, sweet love, I always write for you.
And you and love are still my argument.
So all my best are dressing old words new,
Spending again what is already spent.
For as the sun is daily new and old,
So is my love still telling what is told.
- For my anonymous love
Saturday, January 3, 2009
"...Like A Bus?"
Because that's how I roll.
Dad got a Wii for his birthday. I have already claimed it as my own.
:)PA-CHOW
Friday, January 2, 2009
Yeah, Sorry, I Just Let My Love Loose Again.
Pretty good, I think. Just uploading new photo's on myspace. Talking to many people on msn. Making old 33 records work again. What fun. I was with Zane and Zo and Hayds today. Crazy bunch they are.
:) xx
