In All HonestyIn all Honesty…Much like Sun flakes in morning raids on sleeping eyes, (the dawn of nouveau) Feeling each fist Hurtle into hollowed white bones That echo their discomfort in harmonyAs I slip into my desolate, lonely thought stream.(one, two..)Rivers overwhelming, Slip, slide, fixing jaw bones In a compulsion to honesty (three, four, five)-get up-I try my hand at fighting back, Apparently she likes it, fist into faces…Forget this, she says, So I walk away, mouth tasteless.I'm so sorry, I failed you I say, as she fixes her lipstick… Its perfect to me all the time But she's going on nonetheless.Her p
TryingTryingI'm thinking that I'll impress you And playing with the idea in my head, But for now I'm a failure lying in loneliness Calling for you to want me, to need me To need me…I wish I could impress you With everything I say, with every ounce of careI have for you just so that you'll call me. I'll be here if you need me (but you don't) And I'll clean your wounds if they're bleeding, But for now I'll look into the horizon Calling for some form of comfort from anywhere, Anyone, anyone at all.I'm trying to impress you, I've been trying every day, forgetting to breathe, Wondering who and where you are anyway. Your
Pop QuizPop Quiz-1-When Moon and Sun collide (in eclipse), Solar flares boiling from the tea kettleSurfaceThat you stare at (through a cardboard cutout), Look away and avoid the migraine which follows. Continue to stare into coagulating whispers That bounce off lambent jewel cases And grab the zeitgeist by the tail As you ask yourself, What happened to simplicity?A)It drowned in time and bobbed like a buoy In a vortex of self inflicted cogitation. B)You ignored it's presence and stumbled As you noticed it evaporate.C)It exists within consciousness and facts That can be proved with an x variable, But it mus
How To Hate EverythingHow to Hate EverythingLets see, How to hate everything…Take a dash of hypocrisy and stir it around, Two table spoons of anger in as well, And give a quick stir. Throw in the egg and mix it well, Pick up some glass shards and toss..Mix for ten minutes at a high speed (Make sure to clean the sides of the bowl as it goes) Beat longer or less to suit taste.Gotta love hypocrisy. Don't cut down the trees I say, As I chew on my lovely pencil and snap it in halfAnd at the same time rip pages to dustOr waste ink all over them and throw them away. Strange. I hate that stupid pencil And I hate the words it makes me wr
deleting a bunch of the older ones from back in the day...
and i came across this.
it brought back alot of memories of you and i talkin lots and such.
i really do miss those days chris.
we were soo tight then. i dont know what happend.
but i wish we were still as close.
i miss you lots.
Your too cute making this for me...
WOW..im speechless...believe that babe...fucking speechless!! ~L~
Anyhow...your the best friend anyone could have Chrissyfer and i love you!
Later hon