Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Songs that mean a lot to me. Pt 1.

amphetamine
raised her since three
he was a hope to be gutter king
both unraveled at their seams
that were never sewn
she never had a choice
they never had a chance
he never had a choice
they never had a chance
all their devils and all their demons
walk with me as they walked with them
all their devils and all their demons
haunting me as they haunted them
giving out
giving in

DROP OUT.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

4 Months

I wouldn't change a thing.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Lynnette Fromme

I will not let this define me.
I want this out of me, for good. I fear that won't happen. Shame.
Rinse and repeat. Sink in defeat.

Needs.
More of her. Always.
New/better job.
New/better living situation.
Less illness.

2 month into the year, I need to figure out some changes.


She has my heart and I pray she never breaks it.

Monday, January 19, 2009

Luzz

Best two months of my life.
And many more to come.


Also, next year, if she goes, I go. I'm willing to take that risk.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Rest

Not even realizing I've fallen asleep. Feeling like I've been asleep for hours when it's only been about one. Waking up next to you. I'd consider that the best thing ever. And I want it to happen all the time.



We have a long road ahead of us. And I look forward to every inch of it.





This week will be an interesting one. Long overdue changes will hopefully be occurring. Fingers crossed. With her support, I can do anything.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

I haven't been this hellbent on achieving things in a long time. It feels good. This year is off to a great start. Can't say that very often. Here's hoping it keeps up.

"Anyone can kill anyone."

Monday, January 5, 2009

Happy Thought

I have never felt this way before.
It is amazing.
I never want it to end.
I could say these things a million times and they will not get old.
Love Love Love Love Love.

2009, you're going to be one wyld year.

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Infinite Eyes

It feels so very good to be in love. And not what is sold to you every day as love. This is real. This is true. This is absolutely wonderful.
I never want it to end and she feels the same. It's absolutely perfect.

I find myself worrying less and less, which definitely says something. With her help, I can conquer anything. Even my own mind.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

It's going to be a good year.