I cried and cried, and look where I ended up. Ready to cry again.
But this time he covered his mouth. he didn't think they cared, he looked at their sad faces so eager to tell him it was "going to be alright," and shuddered.

The tell-tale sign, The broken Heart.

My car is breaking, I am broke, I pray for god to just not let me wake up some days. But the last time God answered one of my prayers was long enough ago that I don't know how long ago it was or how old I was.
I am just counting down to the day that I can't take it anymore.

Written good music latley, not sure if its good enough.

I may as well write an entry ( Read more... )

BUt I remember what went on here so long ago.
Deciet, treason, sneaking around, pouring of hearts.

It doesn't matter ( Read more... )

I don't understand what the point of living is, when you have to be a slave to somebody else and be alone while you do it. Otherwise not be yourself, but rather become an abomination at that point while the puppet master makes you dance ( Read more... )

Dost thy world take from you? Or have you become a monster, unable to realize either you are no more, or the world is the vampire, sucking hte life from you leaving you hollow and with out me.

As there is a clear seperation between want and need ( Read more... )

Feels good to breath out of my nose somewhat again, anyways...

You are not going to believe this......
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I am going back to work today...

So go to subway, get in line and I will make you all veggie subs...
With sweet onion sauce... mmmm

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Also I have some new music at www.myspace.com/goodorange