December 2010
New Years Resolution: smoke weed, drink vodka, and fuck the rest
Let Love Grow
“As the winter winds litter London with lonely hearts
Oh the warmth in your eyes swept me into your arms
Was it love or fear of the cold that led us through the night?
For every kiss your beauty trumped my doubt”
In this more developed corner of his brain he hated winter. It was cold; everything looked dead and barren, and completely and utterly reflective of his life before ...
Dear Chelsea,
This is why we’re best friends:
-you don’t judge my spazzes
-you actually listen even when you don’t know what the fuck i’m talking about
-you whore for fun, not attention
-even when we’re silent we’re communicating
-our brain waves are always in sinc
-you let me rant about my stupid problems
-you rant to me about everything
-you don’t take...
Be Mine
It’s a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain.
As if a good thing could ever make up for all of the pain.
There’ll be no last chance to promise to never mess it up again.
Just the sweet pain of watching your back as you walk
As I’m watching you walk away.
“It was this curse, this thing that had killed his father, Freya, and Will, and even Gwen’s...
Being A Coward is Not a Legitimate Career
I like to believe I can write, a few others seem to agree:
“But this was even more than the connection between two outcasts finding one another. This was beyond the comfort of finding out that one was not so alone in the world, finally obtaining an ally in a world of enemies. This was the sort of connection that crossed the boundaries of normal and outcast, rich and poor, all the quaint...