
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
vulgar generation.
how you just wish you could control me, while i dance around your subliminal slander.you want to know my deepest and darkest fears? you want me to resist, ever so slightly.
and then fall into place.
i dont even know what to feel any more, but at least the uncertainty is MINE.
don't you just wish, with all your misdirected energy, that i would just melt into the mould you have set aside for me.
don't you just wish you were god.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Apricot shampoo.

Sometimes my fingers get lonely, behind the silver light,
When the flash goes off and our eyes burn the entire night.
I know what hurts me now, might only sting tomorrow,
But when you run for the deep end, a part of me wants to follow,
I'd let it pull me under and fade into the mess,
Only, not even that could calm this wiry head.
She can hold my hip if she wants to, tell me she gets me,
I'll let her run her fingers down my back and tell me I'm pretty.
I don't need to explain myself, i just need to remember to live,
It's just the way I feel tonight, its the way it really is.
People die, people cry, people don't always understand,
And if i seem a little strange to you, well thats because i am.
Friday, September 3, 2010
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