December 2009
42 posts
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indierawk:
I’m just so fuckin’ depressed I just can seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump But I need something to pull me out this dump I took my bruises, took my lumps Fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up
Beautiful by Eminem
What now bitches?
Sixty-two less friends on facebook. Still far too many. I think I’ll have a weekly purging.
This week: 327.
Next week: 250?
Oh, fuck me.
About a ten
1. like or characteristic of a cynic; distrusting or disparaging the motives of others.
2. showing contempt for accepted standards of honesty or morality by one’s actions, esp. by actions that exploit the scruples of others.
3. bitterly or sneeringly distrustful, contemptuous, or pessimistic.
Draw me beautiful Don’t get me wrong Make the lines straight Make my mouth smile You’ll get it right some day Don’t get me wrong You’re beautiful Pull the right strings Paint me good Get me right Don’t forget to smile
I can’t remember anything without a sadness
So deep that it hardly becomes...
– from a letter from John Lennon to Stuart Sutcliffe in the early 1960s (via 1980)
When I was
It’s no good for you It’s no good for me ‘Smoking will kill you. just you wait and see’ I warned my uncle; I warned me I was five years old then Smart for my age I still think the same I’m a little bit older, a little bit wiser But I still think the same Fairytales amaze me But people are my favorite Everything I’m told, straight to memory Memories that I hide...
Draw with
Break the deal Tomorrow Yesterday Today One more line Come on Sharp Quick Gone Shake my hand Make the deal
I love you, however
I found a letter that said: “I’m sorry that you were asleep when I wrote these words down,” You’d think I’d ought to be used to that by now. Save for a few of those late night episodes, Missed opportunities, and “I Don’t Cares,” There’s not a lot that I feel obliged to share or talk about. I’ll have my brother stop by this Saturday...
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But you've already lost...
She said, “No one is alone the way you are alone.” And you held her looser than you would have if you ever could have known. Some things tie your life together, slender threads and things to treasure. Days like that should last and last and last.
Dusk and Summer by Dashboard Confessional
If it makes you less sad I will die by your hand. I hope you find out what you are, I already know what I am. And if it makes you less sad we’ll start talking again. You can tell me how vile I already know that I am. I’ll grow old and start acting my age. I’ll be a brand new day in a life that you hate. A crown of gold, a heart thats harder than stone but it hurts a whole lot and...
I dreamed you were carried away on the crest of a wave, baby don’t go away, come here.
I can’t seem to find rest in my sleep. Pop a Seroquel, twelve hours later I wake up screaming. I’m afraid to sleep. I would only be so lucky to dream about heartbreak.
Goodbye to sleep, I think this staying up is exactly what I need Take apart your head Take apart the counting, and the flock it has bred Goodbye to love, Well it’s a ride that will push you up Right against the wall Take apart your head Right against the wall Chew it up and swallow it (Does everybody really need to know everyone? Do you really think you’re really a part of it? And is...
Yeah, my heart keeps it’s pace, and my coffee tastes the same. And I miss you more than I did yesterday.
Heartbreak
take two.
It's a phase...
please stop telling me that. Phases are meant to be grown out of; this is something I don’t want to leave behind. I may be young, but please let me have this.