hey, you beauty supreme, yeah you were right about me ( Read more... )

whatever,
its all good.
holla!

All of these bridges I have set my torch to were strung across rivers too deep and too monster-ridden to be swum. What behemoth or leviathan lurks beneath the ripples cannot be named, but I am not so bold as to dive blindly into those depths. I will not so much as turn toward the current for fear of gorgons and granite, but neither will I walk on ( Read more... )

My need to secede from this union fares as well as a fisherman in a toxic lake, for what secession could there be without formation to begin? The top of that cross seems high up when all inbetween is metal and barb; and what to be found when I reach the summit is yet unknown. So I dream of the birds, and I dream that I am of paper: ethereal and ( Read more... )

Your presence has ultimately fucked up almost everything in my life in some way or another.

what in the fuck would i do without her?
i've been looking for this song/video since my life began
who cares if its country? its fucking awesome
shannon, you're my god


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Who is Jordan?

used to want to feel your summer sweat seeping right into my eyes ( Read more... )

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I'm getting sick and tired of playing self-sufficient.
Of being alone.
Of feeling alone.
Of being oh-so way too independent.
Of feeling that I stand as one, backed by no one.
Of being without, when I'm supposed to have so much.
I can't be an island forever, but not even my friends seem to make me a part of something.