December 2008
3 posts
November 2008
12 posts
Everything The Letter Should Have Said:
Dear God, why does he have to be such a heart-aching writer?
thewilliambeckett:
Every time we kissed you closed your eyes, and I clamped mine open, just to see those short lived moments that I almost let me love you. So lie away, I did, so wide awake, trying to give myself a good reason to forget the empty words from this hollow curse. I can’t shake the weight of what we’ve been through, and...
Three years on Friday since we met you felt that...
HAPPY HALLOWEEN, LOVE!
Tonight was outrageous, I had tons of fun. I can’t wait in 365 days it’ll be Halloween once again. Tomorrow me and some friends are headed up to The Rave to see 2 of our favorite bands-The Academy Is… and We The Kings. I’m psyched, I saw WTK at Warped this year, they were awesome live. I’m anxious more than anything to see TAI though because...
October 2008
12 posts
who died and made you fucking king of the zombies?
Ed: Any zombies out there? Shaun: Don’t say that! Ed: What? Shaun: That! Ed: What? Shaun: The zed-word. Don’t say it! Ed: Why not? Shaun: Because it’s ridiculous! Ed: All right… are there any out there, though? [looking out of the letter-box, he sees an empty street] Shaun: I can’t see any. Maybe it’s not as bad as all that. [he turns his head and...
Take a breather and keep it on the inside between...
Falling off the wagon is customary for who we are
Giving into madness is the unknown reason for life
It’s just the certain reason that we are human in our own ways
We’re only flesh and blood, nothing more nothing less
Imperfections are who we are,
live with it or be terrorized by the suicide that takes us away
Maybe you’re a dreamer, maybe a victim of loved and loss
...
pour my soul into each and every sentence
***All in the spirt of Halloween, eating goodies and candy, and watching those horrifying Halloween movies. My favorites have always been Nightmare on Elm Street, Halloween and Friday The Thirteenth! [This story is inspired by Michael (Halloween)]*** Unknown Awaiting ‘What have I done?’ I asked myself as I ran around the corner to save my life. My breathing was out of pattern with my...
if i tell the world, i'll never tell enough.
My name is: Emily, here’s a little something about me.
Streets are where I like to be, you don’t know where they’re going to lead you. [Unless A: you know where you’re going or, B: you’re getting directions.] But in my case, I don’t want to know where I’m going.
People think I’m an emo kid because of the way I talk and write. I’ll be honest,...
For some, time passes slowly, an hour can seem an eternity. For others there’s...
– Tuck Everlasting