Wednesday, March 30, 2011

i live in a dream.

i live in my head, i rarely speak, i draw and paint my dreams. i'm just different. i love more then i think and this results badly. i will follow you into the dark for months just to see the light for a second. i will never intentionally try to hurt you. i will ignore you before i will ever curse you. i will hate the girls before i ever hate you. you are just different. and i love you because you make things with your hands.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

stephanie says has no boyfriend. she tried once or twice, but the results were a letdown.

instead i cultivate a taste for small pleasures--listening to strangers talk, pretending i play the piano, watching foreign films by myself without english subtitles, painting, watching strangers pass me by, counting my foot steps for one place to the next, day dreaming, using books for pillows, touching everything i see with my finger tips, dancing drunk, stealing random treasures, collecting leaves, sitting in the shower, rearranging my room, listening to records, dipping my hand into sacks of grain, eating bagels, loving holly, getting coffee with my two lovebirds, etc.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

needle in the hay(drunk post)


So i'm suppose to be okay with tonight. We aren't together and we're both free. Go back to her and be happy. Hopefully you'll be more faithful this time. You try to be so honest and pretend to go after what you want, but you are just like the rest of us. You don't know what you want and you'll try to find anyway to be happy. Drink the rest of that bottle and i'm sure you'll find what you're searching for. Why was it so hard to be honest with you? Because i knew you would end up being just someone that i use to know. You past away the days in your room hanging around trying to find someting meaningful and acting like people are in you're way, but its really you that is useless and full of shit. You are not truthful to any girl that you're with and end up cheating on them with the same person. You are also afraid to stick with anything because you're afraid you can't find happiness anywhere. Well good luck finding a home.