so i'm sitting at work ( Read more... )

Love came to my door
With a sleeping roll
And a madmans soul
He thought for sure I'd seen him
Dancing up a river in the dark
Looking for a woman
To court and spark

I sacrificed my blues
And you could complete me
I'd complete you

His eyes were the color of the sand
And the sea
And the more he talked to me
The more he reached me

Something always brings me back to ( Read more... )

bruised.
thoughtful.
too much to say.
lost feeling for typing and writing these days.
moments lost.

rutkowski and kyfi keeping me whole.

everything blends sometimes.

it's major time for an update....but i'll do it tomorrow.

sitting in keys room ( Read more... )

 i am out here studying stones ( Read more... )

 every piece of energy in my body is emanating from my spine ( Read more... )

why does my mom have to creepily smell me? like i don't know what she's doing. 'you smell like alcohol.'
really?
i'm pretty sure i was at a wedding and had some fucking champagne.
why not be an adult about it.
'did you have anything to drink at the wedding?'
that would have been much better.
god she fucking irritates me.

but not to detract from my awesome ( Read more... )

 i seriously just washed my hair like six times ( Read more... )

i love when i can write a song in twenty minutes and have it be pretty damn good. now i don't have to talk about how i was feeling tonight, because i put it in a song ( Read more... )