I dont' remember crossing a bridge tonight ( Read more... )

I don't hear from you no more, but I get the message
You crashed your car through my front door, I pulled you from the wreckage
You told me that you missed me
But you meant with the grill and hood

Griddle cakes, pancakes, hotcakes, flapjacks: why are there four names for grilled batter and only word for love?

14 hours ahead - a head that's heavier than lead
and I've got toothpicks in my eyes
A smile more yellow than the sky
I've got a song stuck in my head
One that I miss more than my bed
It's a song sung from a fallen milkman
Who's drinking bleach instead
I'm much like him

pavillion party = sad

up all night its 7:03 am

got nothing accomplished

never will

: (

I saw it. Wrapping itself around my arm, moving slowly towards my chest. It won't be long before it totally engulfs me, but it teased me, slowing down, almost floating away into the blackest night time sky I've ever witnessed. But it didn't stop. It shot up my neck, right over my chin. And like a snake striking it prey, it jumped down my throat. ( Read more... )

The task we must set for ourselves is not to feel secure, but to be able to tolerate insecurity.

last wednesday I went out to dinner with Lydia, it was to a very nice restaraunt on 83rd street. i think. it was. and we thought we saw allan alda at the table next to us. after a time we realized it was not him, but when that table of people left we saw a man with crazy blonde hair, and we then realized it was gene wilder. and we know this for ( Read more... )

i am sooo tired....mad long good band pratice today and im going to spend the end of the week with lydia..i hate school....i don't want to go....i want to play music and have no worries and i want to write a book < 3

you're like a song in my head
like a la la la la la
you're like a dream
don't wake me up