Sunday, August 31, 2008

would you...



...still love me if

you knew...

how many scars are on my legs

the names of all the boys i've kissed

i was writing you a broken love letter

making you a mix tape

about all the emo i like

the way i fooled him

the way i kissed him

the way i used him

the way i feel about her now

and the ways he used me

the reason for the burn

if you read this

if you knew about him

if you saw me, in that way

if you snuck into my dreams at night

if you tasted me and i was different

if i told you i

hated you

loved you

wanted you

needed you

if i wet the bed

packed up and ran away

said wait they don't love you like i love you

asked you to change your mind

and kiss me in paradise

just one last time

forever

Saturday, August 30, 2008

one liners

one night stands

hank williams

new nails

good boy crushes

break up smell

only in denver

forgiveness far to easy

la choza

shaved heads

useless, meaningful fights

secrets

new muses

broken ipods

con

new cuts, and white tape

rad

and

art school good byes

chrome

and

lunch

is ready

Thursday, August 28, 2008

H.K.W



i'm just window shopping

not looking for real love

giving out my kisses

you put you win again on my mix tape

not your cheating heart

in the difference

explains my loneliness

and our relation to one another

i haven't been depressed enough to write

and everything comes out sounding like

clunky notes and guitar strings

i can't help it

if i'm still in love with you

Monday, August 18, 2008

. . . you'll be permanently lonely. . .



. . . running lonely. . .

sometimes i wake up and my heart feels heavy

i dreamt of two completely opposite desires last night

kissed you on the mouth and you kissed back

standing a top those triangular stairs clutching you from behind

he says don't hold him like that so you take my little hand in yours

as we throw light out onto the dull streets of suburbia

blood brothers, mouth to mouth

and letting the bruise out

where are you tonight

and will you ever come home again

and what about me?

as i wonder why sunlight didn't wake me earlier

which long lost love makes me heart so heavy this morning

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Monday, August 11, 2008

don't let the door hit you on the way out



i jump out of the shower

ian singing low to me

"they keep calling me

keep calling me

keep calling me"

the last time i remember being part of a sunrise like that

gives me warm shivers all over my body

you were crying at sun dogs who did laps around the moon

and then once again the sun

i'm so blissfully lost in angry

i have nothing but joy for the world

thinking of you

as i'm to impatient to watch the sunrise by my

lovely lonesome

self

not lonesome

just alone

i pretended i was back in paradise

carve your last wishes into my skin

i wont need it where i'm going

new dawn fades .away.

and you aint seen nothing yet world

it's at the end of lonely street. . . .



you'll never grow old

and you'll never die

i'm sleep walking

thro the streets yours and my eye's use to see

i sound so fake and it's in that

that it's the most real you've ever seen me

he tells you everything

and i tell him everything

where do i lay my head tonight

so close to home i can almost taste it

the chelsea hotel where i can almost hear it

the heart break hotel where i can almost see it

so whhhhyyy can't i touch it

8 months

and give or take

5

to

6 days

i've got a smile on my face

and only two coins

to take me right over that rainbow

Sunday, August 10, 2008

fork off

i feel like i'm standing at the cosmic fork of life

with everyone i've known or know

loved or hated

the ultimate limbo has rested on my shoulders

asking

"serena, which will you choose, who is it gonna be

which you are you gonna pick"

love will tear us apart

again

jett says i'm making a mountain out of a mole hill

and the day before

08 08 08

i realize what my number is

and it's the same as yours

you keep telling me that you love me

i love you

and i keep wondering if you

love me

or are in love with me

megafaun

lazy suicide

the ways you rang in my ears

all those hot bothereds and late atomic filled nights

kiss her goodnight from me

and take this lonely wonderer away from my home

it's the stranger song

soft on my new lips

and why did i kiss you

it hurt a little

so back to the fork

up or down

to be alone?

i guess i could leave you all at the cross roads

pick the road not taken yet

ride my bike pass all those volcanic kissed pants

to the cemetery of lost boys and queasy stomachs

what if it was me who got rapped instead

would i do it, to make. . .

nevermind

i never knew what you wanted for yourself

gotta pee

and my knee burns

he says my chances are better than ever

but we all know that doesn't really mean much

why do i always stay to the breaking point

i could get up and leave in the middle of the night

and then you'd be the one left holding the bucket

it's not true

i want to be respected

and that's where it all doesn't work

i need to know the respect of my own

so that i use you

and you don't dare use me

i don't want to be your girlfriend

i want to be your equal

tell me which path you wanna take with me

lead me away from the chelsea hotel

i hate this sentence i've given myself

i know you can't and won't

your right i need to do this on my own

i'm tired of the skipping from rock to rock

when i should be skipping rocks instead

walk on the water with me

it's a fork in the road

but more like the way i use to draw trees

the split is different for everyone

and i don't even know where to begin

Friday, August 8, 2008

02 08 08

It doesn't seem fair that you have to address an unpleasant situation again; once should be enough. Nevertheless, you cannot let go of your grievance if someone abuses a position of power. You are likely to fight for an underdog now, even if there's nothing in it for you. If you try to turn the situation into a personal gain, your efforts could backfire and do no one any good at all.

other point of view.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Monday, August 4, 2008

i'll stop the world. . .



take back the last 13 weeks i don't need them

fall asleep and your gone again

your my best friend

i like the way that sounds

you never played me for a fool

like everyone else

and when i told you respected me,

i should have known

it was just the way i wanted those blue eyes to look at me

she coming back

and i've lost control again

there's nothing you and i won't do

i'll stop the world

and

melt with you

Sunday, August 3, 2008

you were on my list



no one should lie about falling into your eyes

blue from the start

fill my heart with useless crab apple blossoms

i threw myself away in you

and when i threw you away

i went with you

you lasted seven days on my top 5 list

can you hear me in the middle of the night

coughing

one kisses me and tells me he loves me

that one kisses her tonight

one has eyes like memories i once loved

he'll kiss her tomorrow night

one knows me, me, me

not the cheap knock off

when he'll kiss her i'll never know cause he doesn't kiss and tell

or keep secrets

i mean make promises

i make such a better man

and i think i annoy you

but it's just the white whale on your mind

as you follow the white rabbit

not knowing which is which

i hate myself

and wish all the ways of myself would escape out of me all at once

april is the cruelest month but i lust for her soft lips of disaster

Friday, August 1, 2008

07 31 08



You may feel as if you are waking up today because the pace of your life quickens significantly. And although you are doing better now, it's crucial for you stop long enough to see what's really going on. If you don't spend some time in quiet contemplation, you can easily convince yourself that someone is perfect, only to realize that you fabricated the whole scenario to match your dreams.