Tuesday, December 1, 2009
(Lucky) #13
I think drugs, cigarettes, and alcohol are just stupid facades but when I think about the future I can see myself standing outside in some city ashing a cigarette.
Monday, November 30, 2009
#12
I get REALLY emotional whenever I see someone else cry, get mad, or think about something I miss or that's sad.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
My mom likes these poems.
so you looked at me for a sec,
just a flash of blue,
"you know you'll miss me."
"more than you know."
and you turned around.
and the moment was gone.
our little secret.
She likes this one better:
stepping over oceans
like shallow puddles in the park
let's just sit and meet in the middle.
swing our legs back and forth
(one and two)
reminisce about the good times,
the old times,
the lost times.
I apologize for that last angst-filled post. (#11)
I lack passion where it counts and because of that I don't think I'll aspire to anything.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
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