October 2009
September 2009
Children, wake up Hold your mistake up Before they turn the summer into dust If the children don’t grow up Our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up We’re just a million little gods causing rainstorms Turning every good thing to rust I guess we’ll just have to adjust With my lightning bolts a-glowin’ I can’t see where I am going to be When the reaper, he...
Owen- “Amnesia and Me”
check it out.
But she has saved me from the long nights and the last calls that have betrayed me.
Now I know who I am, a house-broken one-woman man.
“well i wrote your name and burned it,
see the color of the flame,
and it...”
– Jesse Lacey
“When I was eight years old
Before puberty took hold
I thought I’d end up...”
– Max Bemis
If I die tonight, I want your name written on my grave.
When you cry, a piece of my heart dies.. knowing that I may have been the cause. If you were to leave, fufill someone else’s dreams, I think I might totally be lost.. My beautiful girl.
