lets get these teen hearts beating faster faster
dear god im tired.
i started a new song. you'll probably never read it. edit: well you wont read that song, but i also wrote a poem today and you guys can read that
Living in the future for so long
It is possible that time has run out?
The present is quickly catching up
And who can say what living is all about
Trapped in a hallucination
Lost inside imagination
If you don’t look where you’re going
You might trip on reality
And then the days will speed right by
As you’re drenched in your mortality
The past and future still persist
Yet the present day does not exist
singing is my favorite way to tell people things without having to say anything. i think that reading songs takes a lot of the meaning out of it.
i dont like myspace because i really like livejournal and myspace is replacing it.
ian being emo
me concentrating really hard at pool
orion running up the stairs
ian jamming
michael and i danced the night away
this picture has no explaination
the best picture of ian ever taken
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as you're fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
i started a new song. you'll probably never read it. edit: well you wont read that song, but i also wrote a poem today and you guys can read that
Living in the future for so long
It is possible that time has run out?
The present is quickly catching up
And who can say what living is all about
Trapped in a hallucination
Lost inside imagination
If you don’t look where you’re going
You might trip on reality
And then the days will speed right by
As you’re drenched in your mortality
The past and future still persist
Yet the present day does not exist
singing is my favorite way to tell people things without having to say anything. i think that reading songs takes a lot of the meaning out of it.
i dont like myspace because i really like livejournal and myspace is replacing it.
ian being emo
me concentrating really hard at pool
orion running up the stairs
ian jamming
michael and i danced the night away
this picture has no explaination
the best picture of ian ever taken
Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as you're fingers touch your skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me