I Write On Cardboard

I often find myself staring out windows. Always thinking about almost everthing. The thing I find myself thinking about most is this boy I met once. His name is Vince and I don't talk to him as much anymore. At times like this, when I stare out windows or walk alone, I'm always in a calm nature. I would take a stroll in the forest that surrounds my house and not have any source of fear or worry. I...
June 19th, 2009 at 03:51am

all the world is dying

All the world is dying around uswe need an escapefrom all this hateim dyin here with no one to noticeim drownin in all their liesbeing choked by those actorsi sufficate!dying here with so much paina stab to the hearta silt in the neckwhy must they go onand onand on?!friends? what friends!?you mean all thoseback-stabin cheaters?those lyin haters?those pretenders and actors?they all have their...
June 15th, 2009 at 10:41pm

My Love

Oh, my love how I always want to be with you, forever. You in my arms, away from any harm. Without you I am never happy. My dear I want nothing but you and your happiness. The sound of your voice is like a beautiful melody. And When you sing, you sound like the choir of the heavens above. There is no other like you. You love me like no other has before. When we kiss the whole world melts around...
June 15th, 2009 at 08:24pm