

SlowSimple cymbal slammingturns and transforms and tricksmy ears into thinking,(which should be left up to the brain; it does it better)Tricks me into thinking sparks exist here.Shocking, sparkinguntangible shards of the broken bond that oncecalled us soul mates. Star-crossed lovers,exploring every creviceof cracked corpses. Cold and clothed with the inevitability of the end.The never coming end.Stalled and stranded...Stopped in mid-air.In the middle of time.Slow


Unfinished StoriesMy life had always consisted of moving from one place to another; a new best friend everyUnfinished Stories
week, a new bedroom, and a new dad. It was hard, not staying in one place long. Soon, one learns not to get attached. The only consistent part of my life was my mother and
sister.
I resented my mother, however. She was the reason for the instability. The reason for
unfinished school years. And the reason for unfinished relationships. I learned to stay away from
people because we would just leave again, given enough time.
Usually we ended up in nice neighborhoods, but sometimes
McEmo

One or the otherThe One that makes you laugh; Is The One that makes you cry; Is The One that makes you warm inside; Is The One that lets you die.One or the other
The Other makes you chuckle; And shake your head in shame; Not for you, but for the Other; As the Other is the one to blame.
The Other cannot see that well; The Other is almost blind; The One has 20/20; The One can see just fine.
The Other thinks it knows the best; The One knows otherwise; The Other always needs to win; The One just steps aside.
The Other sometimes wishes; The One it cou


Anglesnever had a better half really but instead a mass of different sides, skewed 'cross angles and warped to fit in whatever jig one wishes to sawAngles


making up my lack of wordsi paint my elbows green in class it feels like a prettier poemmaking up my lack of words
give me your ugly heart- my shoes rub blisters into my heels and what do you make of love, listen to me say please and thank you with every sorry breath between
we can walk together in the cold and shiver our bones together it's the rain or the intimacy and God, i am scared of you some days you are too much
let me be a jane doe in your heart an unwanted a forgotten an untouchable
make me feel beautiful you are the only one who can i am filli
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I knew who I was this morning, but I've changed a couple of times since then.
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"Gonna get you!" - Freddy Krueger, from the first Nightmare on Elm Street.
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I knew who I was this morning, but I've changed a couple of times since then.
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"All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day."
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I knew who I was this morning, but I've changed a couple of times since then.
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"All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day."
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"All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day."
I miss you quite terribly and I can't wait to go home again...
I keep forgetting which days you won't be there though...
Tell me which days they are again so I can tell Drew how long we're staying...
I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
P.S. Not to ruin the whole cuteness of this comment but could you possibly remember my movie when I'm back home again I keep thinking about all my things that have gone missing and then I'm like that's not missing Miss Madeline just has it.
I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
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you won't find anything at all if there was nothing there all along
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