Machines are made to be in factories.
I like to see a little effort here and there.
Monday, May 31, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Daydream Nightmares
I really need to get on with it!
What am i waiting for!
What am i waiting for!
Its all so tangled!
Everything is connected into one and i feel like theres no way of getting out of it.
How do i cut the ties?
Everything is connected into one and i feel like theres no way of getting out of it.
How do i cut the ties?
I know when i do decide to cut one...
There all going to fall into my lap and like i said before im not ready to go back to the beginning.
There all going to fall into my lap and like i said before im not ready to go back to the beginning.
Ive come to far to start all over again...
I feel my stomach in knots.
I cant eat... not even when im hungry.
Teres to many emotions piled up..
Its gotten to the point where i already feel full.
I need to sleep, really sleep.
I want to dream about a place away from it all..
And just feel the serenity hit me.
Happiness isnt to far from where i lay.
I'm starting to drift.
I'm starting to drift.
I wish i didn't have to wake up some days.
static
Currently listening to modest mouse dashboard
I'm cut to the core...
No emotions...
Cant make decisions...
Hesitant to say what i really want to say.
I'm tired of treading water,
Stuck in one spot
with no power to out move forward.
I cant see shore in the distance.
And all the goals i set out.. seem to be fading.
What do you do when its to far to go back to the beginning?
I need some time to catch my breath.
Find somewhere i could rest my head.
I'm sinking to the bottom,
There lies my dreams.
The only place i can feel free.
The thoughts i think consume me.
I'm trapped in my own head.
I cant stop analyzing every little thing.
I'm cut to the core...
No emotions...
Cant make decisions...
Hesitant to say what i really want to say.
I'm tired of treading water,
Stuck in one spot
with no power to out move forward.
I cant see shore in the distance.
And all the goals i set out.. seem to be fading.
What do you do when its to far to go back to the beginning?
I need some time to catch my breath.
Find somewhere i could rest my head.
I'm sinking to the bottom,
There lies my dreams.
The only place i can feel free.
The thoughts i think consume me.
I'm trapped in my own head.
I cant stop analyzing every little thing.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
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And my head told my heart
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no"
"Let love grow"
But my heart told my head
"This time no"
Mumford & Sons : Winter Winds
I'll keep you my dirty little secret.
Confession One:
i always hated calling the shots.
Confession two:
I don't know has been my answer to everything lately.. and i don't know why?
Confession three:
When we were throwing penny's in the lake of truth.. the truth is i never made a wish. I was perfectly satisfied with what i had.
Confession ten:
I used to make fun of you behind your back, And sometimes still do.
Confession eleven:
I feel like I don’t really like most people I hang out with, and if they really knew me rather than the front I put up they wouldn’t like me either. I miss my old friends who I’ve lost touch with.
Confession eighteen:
i think i only wanted him because he is popular and is a man whore. Like being accepted into some kind of club.
Confession nineteen:
I slept with my ex the other night, it was a lot of just drunken, dirty screwing... so why do i feel guilty? Confession twenty one:
I manipulated her into thinking you were controlling her life... just to be with you again.
Confession twenty three:
I hate half the people i come in contact with each an every day... how sad is that.
Confession twenty nine:
I always knew i'd turn out just like you.
Confession thirty six:
I only continued to talk to you because i liked the attention. i never wanted to be with you.
Confession thirty seven:
I think of ways i could get you back, or at least capture your heart, but i know deep down that i don’t really want it. Confession forty four:
i wanted to be apart of your future.
Confession fifty:
I put on a front and act stronger then i really am.
Confession fifty two:
I like you better when your high.
Confession Fifty three:
Im afraid to die but not to be dead.. i don't want to be forgotten
Confession fifty four:
Even though you were in my life for ten years. After three years of not seeing you.. its hard to look at you the same.
Confession fifty eight.
I feel like i played a big part into badly influence you and the decisions you made.
Confession sixty one:
Every time I look in the mirror, I’m disgusted. Ive had an eating distorter for the past three years.
Confession sixty five:
Your dream really came true. I really was lost at sea...
Confession seventy eight:
I figure if i could remember all there names. then im not a slut.
Confession seventy nine:
I hate that im a jealous person.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
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