BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Oh, forget sleep again tonight. I'm not sure if I'm poor or not. Not knowing is just as uneasy as knowing.

PARTICIPATION TIME.

Will somebody please tell me about good music. please. just tell me what you're listening to.

POTENTIAL H BOMB!

Hello, in my dreams I am crushed underneath the weight of your eyes and the embers of darkness dug deep. I strain to forgive what i already know is true. And forever I gain nothing but the past buried deep in my heart, in sub-dreams I forget you are gone and you've found new love. I realize the fortress of my heart. I cannot stand to be like this ( Read more... )

"One day I'll have style," she said ( Read more... )

A writhing pain shivers in the belly of the beast, passing my chest and wrenching my neck, I sit and try and control my breathing ( Read more... )

Tonight I felt a void. I am not this person. I am not this person. I see my legs and they are not my legs. I see my arms and they are not my arms ( Read more... )

i am sad. its not too hard to say and even easier to see. It was a good show tonight in little rock, arkansas. First night on tour with The New Frontiers (formerly Stellamaris) and their last song nearly brought me to tears. Oh, I'm so so so cool. I deserve nothing, and I fear I will never fall in love. How can I be so emotional? It's just stupid. ( Read more... )

when was the last time you meant anything to anyone? I cannot recall. I feel remorse. I feel shame...Nothing happened, Chris. Nothing. You kissed her on the lips, closed mouth and drunk. Sure, You haven't seen/felt love in hours, maybe years. I cannot see five feet ahead of me. Do you know who sees this? Can you feel anymore? sex and dirt. sex and ( Read more... )

In wishing, and sometimes in dreams, I imagine my powers are great. I wake from my imagination and sink back into the corrosive, disorganized anti-private life that I lead. I can't stand the noise much more. Loneliness drifts in and out of scheduling conflicts, issues with money and the desire to create ( Read more... )

In the darkness of night, there are green eyes
Simple, almost plastic
and focused on darkened skies.

Bourbon in her stomach and a baby to her breast,
sinking 'neath the soil drenched in summer sweat.