February 2011
No such thing as content
January 2011
who am I, anyways
I’m just waiting for the seasons to change
because that’s what happens with me.
wow you’re so dedicated to your word!!!!
“What’s left for me?”
A sullen walk to the steeple top to look over the city. He carves his name in that old brass bell, so when it rings he can hear it in hell. One last look to that western sky, one last wish he could have changed his life.
“I ain’t no wicked man.”
He let his fleet slip from under him.
Unwanted.
I’m jealous.
where did our respectable convictions go?
I don't like change
fucking just kill me now.
I’m sick of my mind, I want to be mindless.
Why doesn’t anyone have morals anymore? It’s a shame
just some stuff that keeps my heart heavy
1.) I’m very sorry, you gave me the best advice I could have possibly received then and I listened and appreciated it but I still went against that and now I wish I never did but even though you’re nice to me I’m still not sure if you actually hate my guts but I’d understand if you did but I wouldn’t want that and I’m...
stop
I need to stop
I fucking hate myself more than anyone
love is not REAL