Humor me.

here.

Home..?

My beginning began with your ending,

hindsight is a funny thing.

My ending isn't soon to come,

wishful thinking never hurt anyone.

If its alive, it's changing.

If its not changing, you weren't looking hard enough,

i wasn't looking hard enough.

recalled to death.

The silent bystanders that i pass in my dreams are no less real than those i pass everyday.

Walking down the attic stairs, adjusting my eyes to the sun.

I'm slowly becoming the band-aid on your thumb, the handy dollar in your pocket.

The pencil on the floor, and the picture locked in your locket.

rock tonic juice magic (response)

Dear Saves the Day,

now pick up that sorry spear,

run it against my thighs.

cut some flesh away,

and carry that piece of me with you.

cause all you've been saying tonight

is you hate me,

and you think its fine if we could see eachother, sometime?

no-o, cause i will never make you mine.

so go fetch your utensils,

try and hurt my blue eyes.

you'll swallow them into your colon,

i hope it burns like hell tonight.

cause im leaving you and its because of spite, yeah.

if light comes from within,

ill close my eyes to you tonight.

your falling on the floor,

cant you just forget it?

when you think of all the things you've done wrong...

your falling on the floor,

cant you just forget it?

when you think of all the things you've done..

bored walks and boring waves,

wasted saturdays.

i'd steal your lemonade right now,

if you were here.

then i'd throw it to the ground,

and watch you lick it up.

remember how i missed your prom,

just to feed my dooooooog.

your falling on the floor,

cant you just forget it?

when you think of all the thingse you've done wrong...

your falling on the floor,

cant you just forget it?

when you think of all the things you've done..

you and i, are like the worst forgotten story that should not be told.

new kitty

I got no time for y'all. we got to keep movin.

playing with cayenne,

listening to dirty heads,

making soup,

having a good day, everyday,

thats all it's really ever been about.

Taylor Swift Moments..

This hurts.

I'm sorry you're confused,

but do you understand what you're doing, at all?

I never thought I'd shed a tear,

never wanted to let you in this close.

like shadows in the faded light, oh we're invisible.

Fountains of juice.

does this picture make anyone else cringe?

whose down for reusable:

milk cartons

juice bottles

soda bottles?

we could wash them at home,

then go into a store and refill.

the machines would run like soda fountains.

we could finally chill out with the crazy choice selections of milk,

and slowly chisel off pieces of the footprint.

Here's one for the road.

I leave a piece of myself on every corner i turn.

Limits

I'm sweating bullets but i wont take off this sweatshirt,

I won't take that chance.

This shirt is nice, but i wouldn't dare wear it out of my room.

I want to show you what i can't put into words,

but that's a terrible idea.

Tattoo.

This made them cry, but it made me smile.

At hearing this, their pity arose for the speaker,

My admiration for him grew.

I want these words written on my arm,

where everyone can see them.

I don't want them to make people sad.

I don't want to stop enjoying it.

"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more. It is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing"

Shakespeare

Macbeth (V, v)

I painted today.

and realized that everyday, we are all making brush strokes with the world's most permanent substances.

Mope, Elope, Cope.

I think i'm growing used to the lifestyle of having no one to call, no one at all.

I'm getting firmiliar with my ceiling, the walls, your absence, your use of future tense.

(These words sound terrible read in lines, but i think thats how its supposed to be.)

I was too comfortable in your life, on your phone, seeing you everyday.

I don't want to be alone for more than minutes at a time, i need someone.

I never wanted this to happen.

I never thought i could become dependent on anything.

I've resorted to albums that distract me, pull me out of this place.

I've sunk to callousing my fingers learning their favorite songs by heart.

......seriously?

Your eyes! They shine!

Why do we hide anything? People need the satisfaction that everything they're doing is WORTH it.

Is is THAT awkward to tell some that...

-they look pretty today

-you enjoyed the creepy night(s) you spent looking at their ancient blog posts

-their music taste intrigues you

-they take beautiful pictures

-they have good clothing style

or that you simply think they're a good person?