Friday, October 30, 2009
post 263: room without a view

I have the hugest urge to turn everything into art. I want to do something creative, I want to make something. I want to make things beautiful. I want to draw something. Oh and i want to kill something. I want to feel blood on my hands. So kill me, I'm crazy. No seriously. Kill me. I'm fucked.
10:15 PM
Saturday, October 10, 2009
post 262: my kitty's a whore

the lights are on the other side
of the river
i feel you, i feel you
somewhere beyond the ocean
and the millions of miles
but you're so far away
it feels as though
a part of me is gone
like i lost it
somewhere between the hugs
and the tears
i want you, i miss you
i love you, i love you
i've said it a million times
but i've never meant it more
than i do now
because those words are for you
i think they were always meant for you
ilysean
10:19 PM
Monday, October 5, 2009
post 261: omfgwtfh
[insertsupermegafrickinghugesadfaceherelikerightnowlikeseriously]
hmmm :(
11:06 PM