And nobody knows the whole story. They didn't see the night when you destroyed it all. I'm not me anymore, you took away my privilege of that.

It's too much. I'm numb and I'm tired. Too much has happened today. I feel as if I'd been out in a pounding rain for 48 hours without an umbrella or coat. I'm soaked to the skin in emotion.

Enough Photo's?

How could we lose sight of what matters most? Trying to love what cannot love us back. All we have is not worth living for if we do not know when to let go.

Stop being frightened. You only see a monster because they want you to see monsters everywhere. They've conditioned you to look for monsters in every shadow, every coat hung on every door. As long as we keep seeing monsters, we'll continue to need protection and that's how other people get to control our lives.

That I could do this on my own.
Now our perceptions have grown.
Branches and petals of paper and metal.
Amber tinfoil forest confines us...
And we disconnect like this is the end
we disconnect like this is the end

Carrie dresses like a kid for fun,
Licks her lips like they're something other.
Tries to tell you life has just begun,
But you know she's getting something other,
Than the love from her mother.

 And my fuel's burning.
I can't turn back
The exits are stacked.
So I sit here instead
And I try to forget
That I want you alone
So close and alone.

I've looked for love in stranger places,
but never found someone like you.
Someone whose smile makes me feel I've been holding back,
and now there's nothing I can't do.

 sell me out, I’m yesterday’s old news
phrases left on paper,
black ink bleeding through the pages we made our history
call me foolish, I feel hopeless

and i'm making up my time through
time zones&city lines.

 

so what else is new

you make me fall for you again

lead me on and tell me were "just friends"

 

wide awake, still dreaming.
reality's deceiving me,
to break these chains that hold me here.
i must rise and face my fears.

sell me out, I’m yesterday’s old news
phrases left on paper,
black ink bleeding through the pages we made our history
call me foolish, I feel hopeless

i'm back! new entry tommorow!

I never thought I'd say this
The way that we play has such confrontation
Guilt by association.

I found out what I've been missing
You are enough to keep me wondering through the nights that I've spent
Alone

I've never told a lie,
and that makes me a liar,
I've never made a bet,
but we gamble with desire,
I've never lit a match,
with intent to start a fire,
but recently the flames,
are getting out of control.