Photo: Show us what you look like when you wake up.
Submitted by J.T.
Sleep?
What is this...sleep? compromise and give you an insomnia photo.
seen it before
She strode upon you with the greatest of care
gently breaking your heart along the way
A calling card to left to lay her claim
whispering I should have left yesterday
you bite your lip, you idiot,
she turns to run away
You come to me crying, weeping, dying
You tried and tried you say
She wouldn't listen and wouldn't cave
He just couldn't get her to sway
but I left him there to meet with her
and he's still there today
saw him we did two days ago
we see he had withered to gray
he grabbed his chest and fell to the ground
we left him there that way
the chill room
breathing bodies bump entwined entangled ecstacy
chill chattering children messy mixed misery
long lonely limbs tethered touching therapy
falling flailing fondling cold comfort clarity
Country song
milky way bar, oooh milky way bar
where'd ya go what happened to you?
you were old and crusty on the outside soft and gooey on the inside
I'm wondering if ya finally rotted through
maybe one day You'll be funsized again
but for now I gotta let you go
i got work in the morning and a stomachache
would make me not wanna go
so give me a call when ya work it all out
hope you find a working freezer
I'll always love ya milky way bar
but i guess now i don't need ya.
It's snowing!!
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(:
That makes me happy until it knocks out the power and causes widespread despair.
I wish my mom would pick up her phone. It makes me sad... and I feel either avoided or unimportant. Both of which are ghey... And iunno what to do with Meg anymores.. I think she doesn't wanna be friends anymore. That also makes me sad... But she's changing and so am I and when that happens, people grow apart.. I can't stay up all hours like I used to.. I have too many responsibilities... So.. yuh.. anyway... snow time.
Prolly cuz Juju disappeared agains.
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come back Juju
plz?
( >/ ' o ' \)> - Juju!! leave me alone mans -</e__ e\>
<3
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First of all.. since my family is a bunch of hippies that don't keep food in the house, I've lost effing 14 lbs since I've been here.. no more muffin tops for me!
So lets see.. thebest times are a tie... between hanging out with melinda and mundo, and getting drunk with my parents not once but 3 times. I got too see so many old friends.. people that have known me since I was in diapers..
It was really sweet... like.. I was singing karaoke with my Mom's friend Terry, and we were singing picture by kid rock and sheryl crow, and at the line "i wish you'd just, come on home", Ronnie(My Dad's first friend in Montgomery, I used to be best friends with his sons..) pointed at me and shouted the line... Truth be told, if it wasn't for Matt, and the Braitbergs, I would move down here in a second.
So anyway.. you know me... there were bad stuffs too.. like... the bus driver lost us in Indiana for 6 HOURS. So because of that, I missed my transfer, and was layed over in Nashville with a bunch of creepy bus riding folk, for 6 more hours.. Luckily I made a few friends on the way there and we smoked a fat blunt that made the rest of the trip much more bearable. (:
Let's see.. whut else.. Christel(Zach's g/f who is sweet as pie), Zach, Alex(diff. alex) and myself, all drove to gas station on the corner to get cigarettes, and there's a buncha black guys shouting at eachother at the pumps.. we're all like.. mebbe we should go somewh..BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG..me:GET THEFUCKOUTOFHERE GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE.the black guys: BANGBANGBANGBANGBANG And so we did.. and we drove all the way to the east side where the rich people stay to get our cigarettes. After calling 911 on the cellphones like good citizens... I've never been so happy to see a cop in my life.
And then I got in a big fight with Zach over some bs, and he locked me out of the house hich resulted in me accidently putting my fist through a panel of glass in the door. Funny thing is, I immedietly thought of Meg and was like.. wow.. this is the most hardcore thing ever.. put hand through glass.. lots of blood no tears.. she woulda been so proud.
Anyway.. time to go.. I leave friday at 11pm... It makes me sad... ): But I am looking foward to locking myself in a room with Matt for about 2 days when I get back..