I want to talk to you but the words do not come.
Every where I look it's just another scene to be rescued from.

And maybe I've just imagined everything
or at least wished because no one seems to let me forget.

I can only think of the loneliness in running away
and how I'm afraid of everything.

I have been wandering.

where did I go?I never met ( Read more... )

So I'm in this band.

and we're performing.

you should come out.


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So I met the guy who wrote bringing out the dead. He was buying three crap books at discount price and I was his cashier. Hmm..

Question: Are all writers assholes?

if so, maybe I should become one.

2007 Battle of the Guitar Gals - Vote for Plastiq Passion


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I awake alone.
The room is spinning and everything is a complete blur
I don't want to get up
..and yeah sure I haven't forgotten the fact that there are millions of people worse off than me. But im willing to trade for someone who's gonna die really soon.

where did the time go?

this is completely unhealthy and I need a vacation from you.

I love you but I'm not in love with you ( Read more... )

I know you don't

But I'm still in love with you.

And I still want to write about it.

But I won't let myself.

walking on the pier tonight just opened my eyes wide and my heart wider..

I miss her

deeply

with every fiber of my being
and I'd do anything to get her back
to get that feeling back...
but moving backwards is forbidden in this society.

So I don't know what to do.