You know, those times where you just feel hopeless and you tell yourself "What can i do?"
Then,you finally realize.
You begin learn and grow.
I never want to stop.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
hey!
Alright, new semester, new goals and more typography!
Im broke, kayla is coming, TUI is tomorrow and glasscandy on friday....and im broke.
This is the first time i've been home on my own in about almost 3 weeks. It feels weird being in this room but at the same time it feels nice...but it would be way nicer is rocio was here.
Im sick and it sucks and so does this post but whatevery. My mind wonders and i never finish my sentences and this probably has a lot of grammar errors.
I need to do my laundry.
Im broke, kayla is coming, TUI is tomorrow and glasscandy on friday....and im broke.
This is the first time i've been home on my own in about almost 3 weeks. It feels weird being in this room but at the same time it feels nice...but it would be way nicer is rocio was here.
Im sick and it sucks and so does this post but whatevery. My mind wonders and i never finish my sentences and this probably has a lot of grammar errors.
I need to do my laundry.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Monday, December 1, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Forever and always
This will be my favourite piece of writing or whatever you call it.
The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows
The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death
The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
It went like this
The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair
The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze
I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful..
These are truly the last days"
You grabbed my hand and we fell into it
Like a daydream or a fever
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death
I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood
The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows
The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawn
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to death
The sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their poles
It went like this
The buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble and pulled out their hair
The skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange haze
I said, "Kiss me, you're beautiful..
These are truly the last days"
You grabbed my hand and we fell into it
Like a daydream or a fever
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of death
I open up my wallet
And it's full of blood
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
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I can't spell
I need to shower
I love The Early November
I need to do my homework
Im not going to class
I need to stop being lazy
I love being lazy!
I talk to much about music
I have rock lobster stuck in my head
I need to shower
I love The Early November
I need to do my homework
Im not going to class
I need to stop being lazy
I love being lazy!
I talk to much about music
I have rock lobster stuck in my head
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