The ink is running toward the page
Blog Archive
►
2023
(1)
►
August
(1)
►
2022
(6)
►
August
(1)
►
July
(1)
►
June
(1)
►
May
(1)
►
March
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2021
(4)
►
December
(1)
►
September
(1)
►
June
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2020
(3)
►
November
(2)
►
February
(1)
►
2018
(1)
►
February
(1)
►
2017
(3)
►
December
(1)
►
November
(1)
►
April
(1)
►
2013
(2)
►
September
(1)
►
February
(1)
►
2012
(4)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(1)
►
March
(2)
►
2011
(9)
►
November
(2)
►
July
(3)
►
June
(1)
►
May
(1)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2010
(14)
►
October
(1)
►
August
(1)
►
July
(1)
►
June
(2)
►
May
(2)
►
April
(5)
►
February
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2009
(1)
►
January
(1)
►
2008
(69)
►
December
(7)
►
November
(5)
►
October
(6)
►
September
(5)
►
August
(6)
►
July
(6)
►
June
(4)
►
May
(10)
►
April
(3)
►
March
(2)
►
February
(9)
►
January
(6)
►
2007
(123)
►
December
(8)
►
November
(4)
►
October
(4)
►
September
(7)
►
August
(2)
►
July
(6)
►
June
(10)
►
May
(10)
►
April
(13)
►
March
(21)
►
February
(17)
►
January
(21)
▼
2006
(89)
►
December
(25)
▼
November
(36)
i am heaven sent, don't you dare forget
have some composure, where is your posture?
now come one, come all to this tragic affair
so what if you could see, the dark inside of me?
nobody likes you, everyone left you, they're all o...
a long night spent with your most obvious weakness
i'll strike a violent pose
a kiss before she goes
i like my loneliness
i'm a half-completed crossword
teenagers scare the living shit outta me
no one cares to talk about it
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
there are no raindrops on roses and girls in white...
and i can see right down, to the bone
restitch my ripped jeans
i say shotgun, you say wedding
i'm ready so don't stop me now
&now i'm of consenting age, to be forgetting you i...
tell me that you're alright
i've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, ...
and keep telling yourself that "i'm a diva!"
darling dear, get a grip
i've got the gift of one liners
come down, and waste away with me
just close your eyes, everything will be okay
so paint it black and take it back, let's shout it...
dance with me through this rain
she keeps on asking "do you think it hurts much to...
i'm a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
without you is how i disappear
she won't give warning, she knew that her life had...
its just a lyrical lie, made up in my mind
and this is how i disappear
lost and broken, hopeless and lonely
i don't love you like i did yesterday
►
October
(11)
►
September
(7)
►
August
(6)
►
July
(4)
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
restitch my ripped jeans
i love the cold, it makes me feel so real, so alive.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment