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12 October 2009 @ 02:26 pm
I slept for 13 hours.
I think it would not have happened had my cat not slept under the covers the whole time.
It's foggy and it feels so nice. It's going to be a nice cup of coffee today.

I don't really like Ben anymore.
My parents are divorced.
My birthday sucked.
I am constantly broke.
This house is a mess.
And full of douchebags.
well, not full.
My boss made a pass at me.
Almost pulled out his dick.
We've been friends for 4 years.
He's also 46.
My dog has fleas I can't get rid of.
I sleep alone and it's kinda nice.
I work a lot.
I've been writing a lot of songs.
I need to read a lot more.
I've been playing the piano again.
But there's a Woody Allen movie on now so I should really go.
 
 
FTW
19 July 2009 @ 10:42 pm
I went down to the river
I went down in the valley
and by the time I got there
I'd completely forgotten
I ran away
from you
to the moon

I went to a doctor
He said that he could help me
He said don't you worry, honey
These things can be forgotten
Just forget him
and know someone new
will come around

Well, I prayed with a catholic
Priest in the morning
I had no clue what I was saying
But I hope that he was humored
It took my mind
off of you
for a few

But these words that I write cannot hide you
And these things that I think only think me through
'til I'm standing
again
beside you.

And love was not the answer
to my questions of happiness
and nothing was found in any point on my atlas
I ran around
I ran away
I ran me down

Now I'm not trying to vanish
or find some kind of God
Hell, I don't really know what I'm doing at all
But I'm leaving
and I'll tell ya
When I get there

Baby, don't you worry
We'll meet again someday.
And maybe we'll be in better points of our lives like we said
and we will love
and be loved
or walk away.
 
 
Current Location: Moline, IL
Current Mood: sad
Current Music: myself
 
 
FTW
21 March 2009 @ 11:19 pm
So I'm drinking, breathing, writing, singing every day I'm on the clock
My mind races with all my longings but can't keep up with what I got

I hope I don't sound too ungrateful well, history gave modern man
A telephone to talk to strangers machine guns and a camera len

 
 
 
 

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