if you walk out on me
i'm walking after you
i'm listening to foo fighters, with a giant pile of unread (but woefully subscribed) times magazines, a few loose pieces of National Geographic, study light switched, notebook and pen ready for the pickings - but here i am typing away on my macbook ( Read more... )

it's been a page out of somebody's book for me, some days i feel like a bystander, watching. waiting. the canopy above my senseless head seems to thin out more these days, mindless banters thrown out of balance. motion set in motion, and the hour glass (still glued to the table) runs slow - yet fast ( Read more... )

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two days and i've not slept wink ( Read more... )

we are not infinite, we are not permanent
nothing is immediate;
where's our confidence in our accomplishments?
look at our decadence


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if you find yourself here
in my side of town
i pray that you'd come to my door

i just know that you warm my heart
and you know what all my imperfections are

you're the brightest -
little firefly in my jar

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if i don't say this now ( Read more... )

i'll be just fine
pretending i'm not
i'm far from lonely
and it's all that i've got

so deep,
that i didn't scream fuck me
nobody specified what we should or should not do under circumstances which we have no control over. there's no manual to life, no walk-through or guidebooks to help us live our lives ( Read more... )