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[20 Apr 2009|11:43pm] |
When the morning light fights through the cracks
cascading across the bed and you are mine
when your parents start to wake for work
between the sheets keep a watchful eye
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[20 Apr 2009|09:49pm] |
If you should ever find someone new,
I know he'd better be good to you
'Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there
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[12 Apr 2009|01:46am] |
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and i'm so far from not caring
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[24 Mar 2009|11:28pm] |
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she's like this animal, cut open with all it's vital organs glistening and quivering, you know, like the liver and the large intestine. Such visuals, everything sort of dripping and pulsating. Anyway, she could wait for someone to sew her back up, but she knows no one will. she has to take a needle and thread and sew herself up
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[23 Mar 2009|08:32pm] |
Elliot: You know, it's funny... when I said "I love you," it was an accident - and I never really loved you at all.
Paul: That is an absolute riot
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[14 Mar 2009|07:41pm] |
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I got tickets to see brand new :]
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[14 Mar 2009|01:45am] |
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I heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says Life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says "Treatment is simple. The Great Clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says, "But doctor... I am Pagliaci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll On snare drum. Curtains.
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[11 Mar 2009|12:02am] |
I really feel
That I'm losing my best friend
I can't believe
This could be the end
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[10 Mar 2009|11:43pm] |
A girl calls and asks, 'Does it hurt very much to die?'
Well, sweetheart, I tell her, yes, but it hurts a lot more to keep living
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[09 Mar 2009|04:51pm] |
Il pleure dans mon coeur
comme il pleut sur la ville;
Quelle est cette langueur
Qui penetre mon coeur?
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[03 Mar 2009|09:58pm] |
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I think my boyfriend is breaking up with me and he won't even tell me why.....
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[01 Mar 2009|05:05pm] |
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Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.
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[25 Feb 2009|10:33pm] |
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There have never been any ''Good Old Days,'' there have just been days.
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[15 Feb 2009|01:04am] |
What would you have said to her?
I don't know. That I was sorry. That I will never know what it was like to be her. But I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. You hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.
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[09 Feb 2009|09:06pm] |
JT gets all fucked up in some karaoke bar
After two drinks he's a loser after three drinks he's a star
Getting all nostalgic as he sings "I Will Survive"
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[03 Feb 2009|10:43pm] |
every thursday I'd brave those mountain passes
And you'd skip your early classes
And we'd learn how our bodies worked.
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[03 Feb 2009|04:34pm] |
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it's a brand new day. Today you can start right over. Forget old obligations, you can throw away all your old hopes, too. Why are you still wishing on that same old star? That was somebody else's star
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[30 Jan 2009|06:51pm] |
I, I can remember
standing by the wall
and the guns, shot above our heads
and we kissed, as though nothing could fall
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[28 Jan 2009|10:50pm] |
I'm sorry I'm hard to live with
living is the problem for me
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[28 Jan 2009|09:48pm] |
I got no self-control
Im always begging into telephones
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