lights out on division street (i'm repeating)
goodbye to the memories.

go listen to "our last night" by better than ezra.
it's one of the most beautiful songs i've ever heard.
or...re-heard.
trust me on this one.

fuck bees.

there aren't enough minutes in the day for all the things that i want to say.

i like laying in my empty bathtub when the sun's just coming up, and all the lights in the house are still off. the cold ceramic breaks the fever of another attempted night's sleep, and i can breathe easy. the world is quiet. i am still ( Read more... )

i think i'll go ride my bike now. i've been ignoring him for a while, due to a broken chain and a broken spirit. but i think i'm ready to get back on the horse and listen to something like rx bandits. a1a is a nice place to lose yourself in a moment ( Read more... )

give me a canvas ( Read more... )

i can never sleep anymore. my thoughts get tangled in my bed sheets with my legs and i am left feeling restless and bored. the night ends too soon and the mornings are too lonely. i am lonesome, but not in a conventional way. i feel like i'm communicating through superficial means and that's the last thing i want. what am i doing with my life? am i ( Read more... )

i'm close, but not touching.

fuck that shit.

i've got this itch that i just can't scratch.