Sunday, October 10, 2004
had a riot at ZAchs house this weekend...we hung out for a while it was great...ate a lot of hotpockets and hung out in the hot tub. Went hiking in the woods...lit a fire and chilled inside. Some tinteresting things happened that were hilarious.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
Saturday, September 25, 2004
Friday, September 24, 2004
Friday, September 17, 2004
Jumped in puddles....
Went to the Show...jumped in puddles. Went to denny's really quick. Felt like shit cuz of shit that happened before and after...
Sorry for the things I said
Never meant to hurt you
Sorry for the things I did
Did them just to spite you
I am older and wiser now
I see how I played the fool
Guess there's times in all our lives
Can't explain the things we do
Oh.
Don't look back!
Don't look back!
And feel ashamed about how
Easily you played the game cause
The past is something we can't change
The world was closing in on me
Fighting for some space
Misdirected anger and it
Blew up in my face
Life's to short for regrets
So I'll learn from my mistakes
But how much fucking learning
Can one person take?
Oh.
Friday, September 10, 2004
Monday, September 06, 2004
Went to Denny's....
Went to Denny's with Leah and Tessa...Last trip out before school and before we stop hanging out...
we're throwing bricks and making noise
but the target's so big
the bricks feel like toys
and when we shout
they don't hear a word we say
but i'll never shutup and i'll never behave
revolution beings when you look within
so let not a word slip from your little white lip
my dreams got shattered when i finally came to learn
that people are so cruel
and the power is so firm
mass organization has to be the key
but is there hope of unity?
but the target's so big
the bricks feel like toys
and when we shout
they don't hear a word we say
but i'll never shutup and i'll never behave
revolution beings when you look within
so let not a word slip from your little white lip
my dreams got shattered when i finally came to learn
that people are so cruel
and the power is so firm
mass organization has to be the key
but is there hope of unity?
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Friday, September 03, 2004
2:23 am on Friday September 3
Thinking is so useless...it gains nothing and has no physical outcome...
I have sat here for about an hour thinking about what i want to do tomorrow...but why you never know exactly how tomorrow is going to be. For all i know i could step outside and get shit on by a bird. Heck i could fall in the shower and break my leg. I would never know that was going to happen. You only can think and hope that everything turns out the way you want...why, i'd rather just wait till the time comes and make the choises as i need to.
I have sat here for about an hour thinking about what i want to do tomorrow...but why you never know exactly how tomorrow is going to be. For all i know i could step outside and get shit on by a bird. Heck i could fall in the shower and break my leg. I would never know that was going to happen. You only can think and hope that everything turns out the way you want...why, i'd rather just wait till the time comes and make the choises as i need to.
Thursday, September 02, 2004
I am up late again...this is what i am thinking...
I am really tired..but to tired to sleep. I've been listening to this song over andover and over again.
Keep the noise low,
She doesn’t want to blow it.
Shaking head to toe while your left hand does the show me around
Quickens your heartbeat,
It beats me straight into the ground
You don’t recover from a night like this.
A victim, still lying in bed - completely motionless.
A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.
Hear a boy bracing tightagainst sheets barely whisper,
This is so messed up.
Upon arrival the guests had all stared,
Dripping wet and clearly depressed,
he'd headed straight for the stairs.
No longer cool,
but a boy in a stitch.
Unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.
(Up the stairs, the station where the act becomes the art of growing up.)
He keeps his hands low,
He doesn't wanna blow it.
He's wet from head to toe,
and his eyes give her the up and the down.
His stomach turns,
and he thinks of throwing up
But the body on the bed beckons forward,
and he starts growing up.
Keep the noise low,
She doesn’t want to blow it.
Shaking head to toe while your left hand does the show me around
Quickens your heartbeat,
It beats me straight into the ground
You don’t recover from a night like this.
A victim, still lying in bed - completely motionless.
A hand moves in the dark to a zipper.
Hear a boy bracing tightagainst sheets barely whisper,
This is so messed up.
Upon arrival the guests had all stared,
Dripping wet and clearly depressed,
he'd headed straight for the stairs.
No longer cool,
but a boy in a stitch.
Unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships.
(Up the stairs, the station where the act becomes the art of growing up.)
He keeps his hands low,
He doesn't wanna blow it.
He's wet from head to toe,
and his eyes give her the up and the down.
His stomach turns,
and he thinks of throwing up
But the body on the bed beckons forward,
and he starts growing up.
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Pissed...
Got in a huge fight with my mother...feel like shit and this is a song that shows how i feel.
If it makes you less sad,
I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want.
I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad,
we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
A crown of gold.
A heart that's harder than stone.
And it hurts a whole lot,
but it's missed when it's gone.
Call me a safe bet.
I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes,
you can forget.
If it makes you less sad,
I will die by your hand.
I hope you find out what you want.
I already know what I am.
And if it makes you less sad,
we'll start talking again.
And you can tell me how vile I already know that I am.
I'll grow old and start acting my age.
I'll be a brand new day in a life that you hate.
A crown of gold.
A heart that's harder than stone.
And it hurts a whole lot,
but it's missed when it's gone.
Call me a safe bet.
I'm betting I'm not.
I'm glad that you can forgive.
I'm only hoping as time goes,
you can forget.



































