Stranger.

Thu, 12 Oct 2006 03:17:20 GMT

A woman calls my house once a week, she's always selling things.
Some charity, a phone plan, a subscription to a magazine.
And as i turned her down (i always do), there was something trembling in her voice.
I said,
"hey, what troubles you?"
She said,
"i'm surprised you noticed.
Well, my husband, he's leaving,and i can't convince him to stay.
And he'll take our daughter with him, she wants to go with him anyway.
I'm sorry i'm hard to live with, but living is the problem for me.
I'm selling people things they don't want when i don't know what you need."
He said, "the slow fade of love
And its mist might choke you.
It's my gradual descent
Into a life i never meant.
It's the slow fade of love."

Sun, 18 Jun 2006 22:19:45 GMT

I loove summer

Sun, 11 Jun 2006 20:01:01 GMT

Todays my birthdayy!

:-)

Wed, 07 Jun 2006 20:32:25 GMT

You're a dumb bitch.
and i'd hardley call you a
"best friend"
thought i'd share that with you

Fri, 02 Jun 2006 01:14:54 GMT

we might as well be strangers.

Tue, 23 May 2006 23:49:49 GMT

i hope you know
you're my favorite thing
about the west coast

Sun, 21 May 2006 17:13:34 GMT

Last night was craazzzyy baby

i made some new friends
it was a good night<3

Fri, 12 May 2006 02:16:25 GMT

"its time to go, this is goodbye"
she said "does it ever get easier to live like this?"
and kiss the cheek
well i can't kiss you anymore
and i would honestly love you now
but i would lovingly ~~let you down~~

i have the hardest time resisting you and
if you feel the same way then how can we be friends
he's right you know, we can't go on like this
and i try to give you everything
and if i fail well then i failed
but at least i gave you something

i could put my trust in giving up the heart
if makes the difference
and how can you afford to settle down
when i would promise to love you now
but i would lovingly ~~let you down~~

Mon, 08 May 2006 01:52:25 GMT

I'm sober now for 3 whole months it's one accomplishment that you helped me with
The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch again
In my sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night
While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight
You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate
You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take
So I'll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind
And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind

Tue, 14 Mar 2006 03:19:24 GMT

^{i kinda miss a lot of people right now..

and i think i might have a crush on this kid
and it just seems so weird.
i also have so much on my mind
i just dont know what to do anymore.}
i
feel
so
completely
lost.

bye.

Mon, 06 Mar 2006 01:48:34 GMT

This weekend has been very eventful.

i love it.

Sun, 22 Jan 2006 05:39:59 GMT

so im home.
and i didnt really miss Maine
just cuz its so cold
i wish that it was really warm
the cruise was so much fun and i wish it didnt endd..
everything was just perfect..
In St. Maarten i got kinda burned but my face got really bad, like that lacrosse tournament deal we had last year and my shoulders got reallly burned but yeah, i got some tan.

but now its back to reality
no more vacation..
:-(

Fri, 16 Dec 2005 04:42:44 GMT

i feel so wierd right now.
i'm here
but i'm not really here
you know what i mean?
i kinda hate it a lot..
and i really just want to cry
forever.

Tue, 13 Dec 2005 04:38:52 GMT

how many times have you been let down? are these people your friends, or are they just out to destroy you? this town i've grown up in, i'd hardly call it home. i've walked down 4th street and came out with more knives sticking out in a classical symphony sort of way, in the center of my back. i've walked across bridges and crawled myself through the doorway, listening to red teardrops splash into earths rough surface. the adored faces that have made an impact so big on your memory, you can't remember life before their name, the trust bound souls that listened to you cry into the receiver vanish and tear their love across your chest scratching at your skin. they leave the bruises and scars like battle wounds, only to remind yourself of the dead end roads you once crashed at the end of on. you listen for a heartbeat and push blood through the empty hole in your ribs where your heart once use to beat. the wind of winter hits in the middle of June. comatose instills your body and you say things your brain does not process. there's nights and days when you feel perfectly fine and you feel like you have the world and you just never realized it. but then there's days when you want to lock yourself in your room and hide from everyone and just cry until he comes back and saves you against know the feeling, and it hurts like hell.

Fri, 02 Dec 2005 22:44:54 GMT

i think i have a crush on this boy.

again.

Thu, 01 Dec 2005 22:20:41 GMT

Sat, 26 Nov 2005 02:17:40 GMT

revengeofenrique: i still miss you no matter who you've fucked

Alex Duggan my love, i miss you. lets hang out something<3

Mon, 31 Oct 2005 20:33:01 GMT

being kinda grounded can be fun sometimes

hahahaaa

Sat, 10 Sep 2005 03:08:20 GMT

Time square cant shine as bright as you, i swear its true.

Sat, 03 Sep 2005 01:35:52 GMT

the drunken tears come quickly up, i wont even make sense tonight all i know is your arms..and I’m searching for them..I’m not sure when they left all i know is I’m not safe anymore Do you remember when i was yours? no, i don’t either all i need to do is pass out and pretend i never loved you, cause that’s what you said i know this is more then a hangover cause your voice is still ringing in my head & I’m lying on the floor my hearts nowhere to be found but there’s blood everywhere i know you aren’t too far behind, Oh no cause where ever there’s a broken heart there’s a boy that left her so tears could emerge perfectly in time and I cant be sorry but I am, these words come out so sloppy, the ink all over my hand let it scribble through out the page in bold letters my head pounding my heart dead, y o u r g o n e ..
baby, this is heartache..

Fri, 26 Aug 2005 05:44:35 GMT

it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye,
it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry.
it's funny how forever never seems to really last,
it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past.
it's funny how friends can just leave you when you're down,
it's funny how when you need someone they're never around.
it's funny how people change and think they’re so much better,
it's funny how many lies can be packed in one "love letter".
it's funny how people forgive even though they can't forget,
it's funny how one night can contain so much regret.
it's funny how ironic life turns out to be,
but the funniest part of all,
none of that's funny to me..

Fri, 29 Jul 2005 03:45:28 GMT

"It's 11:11," he says. "Make a wish."
I close my eyes, then open them, gazing up at the dark summer sky.
"What'd you wish for?" he asks, as he jokingly punches my arm, like only a friend would.
I sigh, softly. "Nothing," I whisper. "Nothing."
If only you knew, every wish was about you.

Thu, 28 Jul 2005 04:04:21 GMT

"Its 12:12, I missed my 11:11. And I wish I could hate you, I never could though. But I hate how you play games with me, and how you say one thing and do the complete opposite. And it hurts how you don’t trust me. A year and 5 months and you know I’d give my life for you and you don’t trust me. I honestly don’t think it’s because you can’t, it’s because you don’t want to. It’s just one of those things I guess I just have to live with, along with all the other pain you’ve put on me. I’ve never gotten over any of it, at all… all of it. It’s still all there. And I try to hide it or ignore it but it all catches up with me. I never wanted you to know it still bothers me because I know you wouldn’t like it, but they’re all fresh wounds. And I don’t know if I’ll ever feel better. You know no one has ever hurt me like you have? And I find it ironic that the one who has put me through hell is the one I love more than myself. Oh and you say you hope I feel better? Do you really? Do you really love me? Because I find it hard to believe that if you wanted me to feel better then you wouldn’t make me feel bad in the first place, and if you really truly loved me you would never hurt me. But I still believe you, I do I do. And I don’t know where I’m trying to go with this, I guess I just wanted to give you an update on how I’m really feeling, because I thought you should know. And no, I’m not going to call you tonight because by the looks of it you’re waiting for a phone call from your girlfriend. But if you want to talk to me, I’ll be waiting up for you. I a l w a y s d o"

Wed, 27 Jul 2005 04:54:04 GMT

One day, I want to be the "you" in all those over-used quotes on your profile. One day, I want to count the little stars and have it add up to my name. One day, I want you to end every conversation with "I love you" or "Never leave me." And I wouldn't, leave you that is. It's only fair. After all the effort I've put in to finding the perfect quote to describe the exact emotion you put in my head, don't I deserve someone to do the same for me? Underneath all the "I'm glad I didn't die before I met you"s and the "The truth is I've never fallen so hard"s, there's a boy, who wishes he could just take your hand and run away. I want to stand up and kiss you gently on the cheek. I want you to hold me, and cherish me, and love me. And only me. But, I know "I'm not your star" this time around. So goes another day of away messages revolving around such topics as "The only broken hearted loser you'll ever need" and "I'm sick of writing every song about you". But you'll never know that "you" really is you. And your "you" will never mean me.

I love it.

Wed, 20 Jul 2005 03:31:38 GMT

i wish someone actually understood how i felt.
i cant keep doing this to myself.