[19 Apr 2006|10:37am] [ mood | sick ] [ music | against me. ] Dear shithead, This isn't happening; The sky is really falling, The paint's all made of lead, There's asbestos in the walls, Hell's coming to rip off the doors To your priveleged heaven. Do you want to love and feel it? You can look but you can't taste it. You can reach but you'll never have it. We are untouchable; Untouchable is something to be. Read (2) Post

[20 Mar 2006|09:43am] [ mood | missher ] [ music | johnny cash - a boy named sue ] Mountain. Party. Smoke in face. Julie spent the night. This weekend had ups and downs. Whatever. Read (1) Post

[19 Feb 2006|03:47am] [ mood | miss you ] You are the smell before rain You are the blood in my vains Post

[06 Feb 2006|06:36pm] I want this school year to end I want the summer to start I want long warm days I wanna stay up all night I want to stay out all night I wanna be gone and have nothing with me I wanna be free I want to keep a photo album of my life. I want to get out of here.. I want to thank you. I want you to keep me breathing. Keep me breathing. Read (5) Post

i hope that im not revealing too much [26 Jan 2006|11:03pm] [ mood | wiggly ] And at the end of your low you pin my shoulders against the mattress Arching your frame with your stomach pushed outward Your head titling back with your mouth partially open The sounds slur and elevate slowly in volume Read (2) Post

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