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| back, once again
enjoy So hold your head up high and know it's not the end of the road
Walk down this beaten path before you pack your things and head home
At the end of the road you'll find what you've been longing for Memories carry me through the day
Of when we were kids
And angels came to watch us play "Let's say for instance, that you have the same dream over and over, only each time you're not sure whether you actually had the same dream before or you just dreamt that you did. It could relate to the thinning boundaries between reality and thought. The existence, of the act, or in this case, the dream, is not in doubt. The question you have to ask is how it exists and how do you define the energy of thought versus the energy of action." It's not hard. It's painful. But it's not hard. You know what to do already. If you didn't, you wouldn't be in so much pain. start at the beginning then go till you come to the end then stop we're all mad here "...So do we pass the ghosts that haunt us later in our lives; they sit undramatically by the roadside like poor beggars, and we see them only from the corners of our eyes, if we see them at all. The idea that they have been waiting there for us rarely if ever crosses our minds. Yet they do wait, and when we have passed, they gather up their bundles of memory and fall in behind, treading in our footsteps and catching up, little by little." 
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| so close your eyes &stay awake.
they poison our minds..everyday. We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Last year's wishes
Are this year's apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance
To burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
Cause I know how the words get you
you were the first thing i thought of when
i thought i drank you off my mind. 
murder = white out.
cancer = birth blouse.
mirror = perfect glass spouse.
oil = sex paint.
shower = water saint.
skull = noise nest.
TV = fuck test.
mirror = siamese gun kiss.
sugar = birth bait.
murder = loves fate.
we sat in your car on that chilly fall night,
talking about how much i've grown up,
and how much you've lost yourself.
Forget everything I'm about to say.
It's important you appear startled.
I didn't survive the crash.
This is nothing personal.
I just had to stop shaking.
I'm sorry, but I don't feel as if I'm in any shape to comfort you. 
she's flipping her hair & sipping her cocktail.
yeah, she's a big deal. the clubs techno beat & cocaine dealers
with a goal to defeat, the crowds crying out, sipping water because of the E.
"they need the drugs to have fun," she tells the bartender who's sober & well.
"but who am i to tell them what they need?"
"maybe you dont go to hell for the things you do.
maybe you go to hell for the things you don't do.
the things you dont finish"
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| omg. ANOTHER UPDATE?
haha yeahhh =] like a time bomb or sudden death
its ganna find you when you least expect Take me to a hotel room
And tie me to the bed of my mistakes
Kiss me like I paid for this
Please don't stop till you've raped all my faith I was the chap stick in your purse, to keep you smooth.
I was the finger in your throat, to keep you cute.
My liver hates you for walking out on us.
My kidney’s drowning in a pool of a long lost love. Sometimes, I catch myself wondering where you are, and how you're doing. And to be honest it pisses me off.
But I don't think I’ll ever be able to let go of you completely 
Now the sky is turning blue, the stars disappear one by one as the daylight is nearer.
And yes, you're in my head, but that doesn't make you here. Sleep is harder than angels to come across. And you've been breaking promises
with the risk of losing it all for what? Oh you know it's not enough. The poison leaks
through the tar and everyone is falling apart while lovers wait in far away lands. It's four in the morning
I'm naked and staring at the wall
In my lonely apartment room
And I'll swear to your beauty
I'm sorry that I'm so messed up
Don't hate me
When I'm under the ground . While his plane is crashing down below
Towards the people in the city
In their cars and on their boats he knows
They will never know the loss of time and control
I descend into a room down the hall
My hands are shaking I must reason with the angels
They will understand
They will see the tears
Tell everyone I can make them let her go
this alcohol is of my disease
i'm clutching a bottle that can't be released
it's got me crippled, twisted, down on my knees 
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| haha kinda overdue.
enjoy guys You & I were different. We came from different worlds,
& yet you were the one who taught me the value of love. if i wasn't so happy, i wouldn't be so scared of dying. and sometimes i just get so god damn sick of myself; that the only thing to do is leave as much of my stomache as i can in the bathroom. 
The boundaries which divide life from death
are at best shadowy & vague.
Who shall say there one ends
& the other begins?
-- Edgar Allan Poe you've lied like a lawyer,
but don't deny it when you're face to face
with demons dancing off mirror images
reflecting all that you wanted 
she didn't giggle wildly & blush when she saw him.
nor did she chalk his name on trees or write it on the walls of the kissing bridge.
she simply lived with his face in her heart all the time.
a kind of sweet, hurtful ache; she would have died for him. We were in the graveyard, shovel in hand and digging.
Took one step to the hole, realized it wasn't our time to go.
We still had a lot of work, work to do.
We took cement and filled up that grave again, just like new. heavens never enough, we will never be fooled So assuming that this weekend there's a part of me that's thinking of coming up to join you. You know I sure wouldn't want to.. Ruin all your chances on your one night stand romances..Doing tequila shots, I always loved you but it was never enough. 
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| keep it up hookers =] Crying out
She's in Heaven now
And this house couldn't work as a cage for an angel
Now it's me I've got to let go What happened to us all?
Have we slept through it?
Taking hits off the surface
It's too hard to swallow when
Their judgements are concentrated
On everything they know. They're saying nothing
That makes the fight a blur
Say we're something that no one wanted to hear
They know that everything is wrong Do you enter lives without knocking or warning?
Do you count the lives and pace the night til' morning? "I lost everything to one boy who said he was mine, he said he'd hold me forever.” Now she's sitting on my floor, pulling out her hair to ease that she's not sleeping again. 
I've got something to say
About the last 12 months I've lived
I'm not the same kid I was when I was younger
I just thought you should know
I take a pill every day to help me deal with life. this rush is unforgiving
but i let the buzz cleanse the soul
with arms stretched out
just accept the loss of control 
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