Monday, September 26, 2005

a song i wish i wrote

So be it, I’m your crowbar
If that’s what I am so far
Until you get out of this mess
And I will pretend
That I don’t know of your sins
Until you are ready to confess
But all the time, all the time
I’ll know, I’ll know
And you can use my skin
To bury secrets in
And I will settle you down
And at my own suggestion,
I will ask no questions
While I do my thing in the background
But all the time, all the time
I’ll know, I’ll know
Baby-i can’t help you out, while he’s still around
So for the time being, I’m being patient
And amidst this bitterness
If you’ll just consider this-even if it don’t make sense
All the time-give it time
And when the crowd becomes your burden
And you’ve early closed your curtains,
I’ll wait by the backstage door
While you try to find the lines to speak your mind
And pry it open, hoping for an encore
And if it gets too late, for me to wait
For you to find you love me, and tell me so
It’s ok, don’t need to say it.

fucking amazing.

i feel.

12:55 AM
------ Saturday, September 24, 2005

i think that the youth are the most enlightened

i like to think that everytime i blink, i take a photograph of what i'd just seen. that's why when you find me engrossed with a view or something. you will always see me blink a couple of times. i always wish that there was a camera stored in my eyes. i would have the most wonderful pictures. and i do. they're all stored here in the back of my mind. and i know that i have seen many beautiful things. and these beautiful things are very simple. nothing extravagant is ever stored here. all the things of simplistic beauty is stored somewhere in my mind.

i think when im not in any kind of mood at all, i will go visit that place in my mind and see all the beautiful pictures i have taken.

2:08 AM
------ Monday, September 19, 2005

dear summer...

12:07 PM
------ Thursday, September 15, 2005

let's go. you make the call. i'll drive. yeah this means you.

12:19 AM
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