Monday, June 28, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
if highschool wasnt such a clash of the jerks im sure we could've been friends. It started that way anyway.
I can't decipher whether you mean we started as friends or highschool started as a clash of the jerks.
I think highschool was always a bit of a clash of the jerks.
Shitty that we weren't mates. Hope you're enjoying life post highschool, if you want to reconcile i'll assume you know my facebook...
Melting pot
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Hometown Glory
You asked me tentatively, "Why did you leave?"
I didn't have the heart to tell you it was because of your son.
I didn't have the heart to tell you it was because of your son.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Monday, June 14, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
Scarry stories
We lay side by side.
I traced the scar on your elbow and you traced the scar on my knee.
We fell asleep.
When I woke up your hand was still resting on my scar.
And for a while, I felt normal again.
I traced the scar on your elbow and you traced the scar on my knee.
We fell asleep.
When I woke up your hand was still resting on my scar.
And for a while, I felt normal again.
Friday, June 4, 2010
You and I
I don't have faith in anything.
Nothing works out and everyone hurts you,
and nothing lasts forever.
You must remember that.
Nothing works out and everyone hurts you,
and nothing lasts forever.
You must remember that.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
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