and sometimes I swear that i'd be better off dead never imagined my life without me starring, but these days i'm just a bit player on that wide wild stage, and i'm barely breathing ( Read more... )

beliefis an oddity and its' bounds are endless when somebody wants it so bad they can barely understand anything else, belief and the safety net of having faith in another. Like the comfort of a glowing light at night or a lovers' arms to hold you closer; my failings resemble those of a great desperation, someone stumbling of the very edge of ( Read more... )

&again and again again ( Read more... )

This song over n' over in this empty place, tracing the footsteps of a dead girl with a sad soundtrack, I could imagine myself in so many places, chasing those haunted spaces, and lying dead with just a voice on the phone saying hey now don't go. but its not enough when yr alone, and the lights don't burn bright enough to just get you home. you ( Read more... )

Maybe i'm dying, this drowning inside. Maybe its' growning up and the sky falling down. Sorrow can make a believer out of even the cynic in the impossible. I'm blind and your blind too, even more lost in your teenage fog than me. Don't shut me out you crazy incubus boy, making me do things i've never dreamed, making me weave in and out of this life ( Read more... )

&are we junkies or lovers, truthseekers or blind mice. Sleep till dawn is a shady dream, make yr pupils small and shined. Make making love a transendence, make us together a suicide mission, a flight going down together, drowning under our romantic notions of desperation.

Yours,
Laurie

I love the way the vice takes overbrain on autopilot until it is time ( Read more... )

And sometimes its' like i'm dying..sometimes its like the blood has froze in my veins..like the sights behind my eyes are eating me alive.

I feel like a bit player in the play of my life.

The words are lodged behind chemically eroded blocks in my mind.

These days are made for memories.

&&I wish I didn't want what i had once, i wish i didn't miss the past like this, bruised and teary eyed. My skin turns those shades so easily these days, I've created some perfect moments in my mind. I'd love to live in them. I love the nights, when I can't see my own face, in the reflection of glass, from a [car] that I love, [i want specifics on ( Read more... )

And i'm spinning, swirling and choking.I've lead myself to death in this chemical i've craved, and i'm dead behind the fucking eyes ( Read more... )