On sleepless roads the sleepless go

life's like an hourglass, glued to the table

Fri, 27 Jun 2008 17:17:25 GMT

I never really cared until I met you

And now it chills me to the bone

.If only you could see how much you truly mean to me, and how much it kills me everyday

You are the antidote that gets me by
Something strong
Like a drug that gets me high

Fri, 31 Aug 2007 02:06:53 GMT

I'm drunk and kinda depressed.

But drinking is so fun supposedly...
I'm not having much fun I guess it all depends on who you are around...

Life is what you make it I guess

Bird calls I wonder if thats like mating calls?
that is kinda odd though to continue to attempt to make a bird that could careless about you pay attention to you but I guess that is what you do if you have no friends. I am not talking about Kayla by the way

Fucker

Sun, 26 Aug 2007 15:56:46 GMT

"I admit that i have made mistakes
And i swear i'll never wrong you again "

Be careful of what you say

All words have meaning attached to them, songs do as well.

When I hear a certain word or a certain song I think of you good or bad it happens....

I love this picture for some reason I think it is amazing....
It doesn't fit my entry at all but oh well I love it.
:)

It is impossible to describe how I feel in just one song....
But that is nothing more than a great thought.

" But I know our filthy hands can wash one another's,
And not one speck will remain."

Mon, 13 Aug 2007 19:06:27 GMT

How would you define happiness?? I really cant define it. Nobody is happy 24/7 it's impossible. How would one know if they are depressed? What makes someone depressed in the eyes of others.....Just because you are unhappy doesn't mean you are depressed right?

So I here I sit wondering what it truly means to be depressed and how could one tell......

You see we're all trying to endure it.
You could easily go and make your own life somewhere
Couldn't you?

I tried to talk to you
But you walked right by
I don't know which I said then,
"Hello" or "Goodbye"

Wed, 22 Mar 2006 00:23:35 GMT

Justin and I are moving to Maine. Be jealous.

Azrael angel of death

Thu, 16 Mar 2006 00:31:13 GMT

it will come for you when you least expect it. I hate gut feelings.

Fri, 10 Mar 2006 16:07:01 GMT

I dont know what to say. I have grown so reclusive and I hate it. well sorta,I mean how many people can I consider my friends? Maybe,1 or 2 people I think are honest true friends. Isn't that sweet? But whatever I dont care,people are horrible. I need a vehicle so I can just drive far away from all this crap. Even though if I went their they would have the same drama. I'm just so sick of everything being the same,all I do is go to school,work and then see justin. I hate doing the same thing everyday. I hate work and school-it's so boring and so blah....The only thing I look forward to each day is seeing him and my little ones. I think it's kinda sad? idk or care honestly. I dont fucking care.

stand up for what you believe in

Tue, 07 Mar 2006 00:38:22 GMT

That song is amazing but it does remind me of some people I know. oh well,they can go and be drama and have fun until karma bites them in the ass.

"A laundry list of problems doesn't make you interesting
and never getting help doesn't make you brave
Not listening to reason doesn't mean that you have faith"

I need a grill and some kool-aid
I love you
Straylight Run is amazing,hands down.

Thu, 23 Feb 2006 23:38:45 GMT

I'm no longer scared of life,I'm finally living for myself and I love it.

Drama is so lame. Honestly don't shit talk people. They will hear about it and they will react in someway or another. Treat people like shit and you will only get shit in return. Think about.

Mon, 20 Feb 2006 18:16:03 GMT

maybe i'm extermly sensitive sometimes...But like I said before life is too short. If you hate working then don't work. You can survive. your standards of living might decrease a bit but you will be living. Maybe my view on life has changed? I'm not sure anymore. But all I know is you have other options. We all do,we just choose to take the easy way out.

I just don't care anymore. I truly don't care about life and all of the things we must do in order to be happy. I want what I want. I'm not going to try and please others anymore. The ones that love me are happy with me the way I am; and if they aren't they will say something. They wont try to change me,they will only suggest things or talk about it. They won't force me to do anything or say anything. I love you guys more than you know.

I'm crying in the beer of a drunk man.

I hold up the facade of being happy all the time to some of you. Sometimes you can tell but others you haven't got the faintest clue. But thats all right. I don't want you to know. It's not something that concers you so why should I express it to you? I guess I get alot of feelings about people and most of the times i'm correct. But the sad thing is I ignore them,only because I don't want to deal with the truth. I guess today i'm gonna deal with it. I'm not gonna ask others to hangout with me anymore. you know where I live and my number,I won't call you anymore. I will see who calls me,probally only one person. But thats allright I know who my true friends are. Which isn't alot of people but thats good enough for me.

Fri, 17 Feb 2006 02:35:06 GMT

What makes one strong?
Why are some people strong while others are weak?
Could their be a reason for it?
If you can deal with certain things does that make you strong? But shouldn't it depend on how you deal with it?
I guess i'm confused on what makes a person "strong" and what makes one "weak"
I know we must have some sort of standard because we are in America after all. But what is it?

If a bird came up to your window one morning and whispered to you a secret,would you believe it? What if that little bird was really a snake,it was just in hiding. Would you still belive it?

I don't understand why snakes are regarded as horrible creatures,creatures that will hurt someone as soon as they get a chance? They are just protecting themselves. We all do it.

Tue, 14 Feb 2006 15:52:39 GMT

I love how I can still smell you even though you are gone. It makes me think of you and smile a whole bunch.
I love you.

Sun, 12 Feb 2006 16:11:13 GMT

I love how mature people are. I love how we all still act like we are in fucking high school. Grow the fuck up and stop spreading rumors about others. I hope I never see you face again,either of you. Because If I do I will let you have it,no joke. I'm fucking sick of your bullshit. Stop spreading fucking rumors about people. Your not a hard ass or whatever the fuck you think you are. Oh ya its real fucking funny joking about somebody getting raped. Get a fucking life,honestly your 20-23 years old and your still shit talking people behind their back? Wow way to be a fucking adult,as you claim to be. Your a fucking piece of shit,you use people constantly. I can only wish "karma" comes back and hits you in the ass. You fucking deserve to die,honestly your a fucking piece of shit.

I feel so much better now :)

Justin brought up a good point though,why are black people who don't listen to rap and do traditional black things called, black bob. or w/e,why must their be that black thrown in front of their name?

Fri, 10 Feb 2006 16:05:23 GMT

I'm an emotional wreck.No joke.

Wed, 08 Feb 2006 16:10:07 GMT

As much as you say you dont want others to assume things. At times their are things that should be assumed. Things that should be done even if they aren't necessarily stated. They are just sweet litte things that should be done. But how would someone know if you don't say anything? I guess thats why people fight so much,it's not their fault.

in this endless race for property and privilege to be one.
We must run, we must run, we must run

We must memorize nine numbers and deny we have a soul

Sun, 05 Feb 2006 22:50:06 GMT

"We are more than the sum of that which we reveal unto others. There is a side of us, perhaps many, that no one ever sees. Sometimes it is because there are simply scars that run too deep to ever truly heal. Others it is because our distance from others is our comfort, a way to keep them from hurting us. No one to find what they do not know exists in the first place. So, we craft our masks of tears or smiles and wear them every day. Is it possible to see beyond them and catch the truth of the person within?"

Can you say that someone is beautiful in every way possible, that you have seen them at their worst and still have the utmost care for them. Not many people could ever care about somebody that much,at least I believe so. It could even be your best-friend,anybody that you care that much about is an amazing feeling.

I don't believe a lot of people when they say certain things. I have many reasons for this,but I just don't bother to tell you. I have only recently(as of the past few months)started to believe in people again. To understand that people make mistakes and forgive them,we are only human. How can I except somebody to be perfect when I can't even achieve it? It's ludicrous,we aren't machines. we fuck up,it all depends on what happens after the fuck up that shows who you truly are.