February 2010
17 posts
January 2010
31 posts
And in a flash.
He’s gone.
:/
I can't do this.
.
Can I just say?
I LOVE the sound that rain makes in the night as I drift off into the land of slumber. Its faint pitter patter comforts me, I don’t know why but I can’t help but fall in love with the sound of rain all over again every time we get a thunderstorm. I find it so calming.
Turning in the running shoes.
Beep…beep…beep…beep…beep…
Suddenly reality just hit me like a freight train traveling down through the Santa Fe rail system.
Will you come on down to Santa Fe? Somebody come and rescue me from Santa Fe.
I’m slowly falling. Falling from grace and further and further into a tumultuous gloom that I’m fearful I will never be liberated from. It’s these conceptual problems that I have, these...
Somedays.
Somedays I just want to run away. Does anybody else ever get that feeling? Not in a dismissive way. Just in a “lets get the fuck out of normalcy for a little while” kind of way.
Ok, this is the real thing. AND it is GOD! →
“Sometimes I wish for falling
Wish for the release
Wish for falling through the...”
– F&TM
I needed a new hobby anyway. →
“Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no...”
– Florence+themachine
Oh.muh.gaaa
I really need to tell m neighbors that the shit they “bump” is not music. Fuck!
Hideaway.
Take the sky for example, a canvas of a billion suns
But our local hero shines them out by day Save for the winking of a Venus or Mars Even the stars sometimes fade to gray Even the stars hide away I see the bare moon raise his big, bald head I see my friends played the fool I’ll make my own way in the wide world Just now I don’t want to wander too far Even the stars sometimes fade to...
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