This? Oh this is live journal.  Well well well...it has been a while ( Read more... )

And the storm seemed to settle and the skies seemed to clear
And the night mare was over, with nothing left to fear

And the flowers sprung from the mud, colored with a kiss
And the sun seemed to shine, thru the gentle mist

And the hands were held tightly, between you and I
As we stood in the sand, counting birds in the sky

-Lyndsey

Thought this was awesome ( Read more... )

Yeah ( Read more... )

Enemy lines

Firing Squad

I'm caught in the middle

I'm praying to god

Who hath known me

Save me from this Stage

The one I'm traped on

In this room full of rage

Win the battle, fight the war

Find the keys

To each locked door

Blood be spilled,

on your hands and mine

But the point was made

On enemy lines

I have a new found respect for the deaf. I have currently, and hopefully temporarily, lost all hearing in my left ear. Ear infections suck.

So with that I leave you with the words I have been saying most for the last week.

Hu? No wait! What did you say!??!?!?!

Deep sleep of an exhausted girl ( Read more... )

Latley I have been feelign the need to talk about my fucked up child hood ( Read more... )

I am sitting here, preparing myself for work, which is a useless task, but I feel the need to look nice when I show up ( Read more... )

Do any of you ever feel this way ( Read more... )