Thursday, January 22, 2009

i love you till the end

i don't care about getting hurt. it's worth it just to even have you for a moment. it really is, like even though we have horrible fights and we each fuck up, it's worth it. cause without you i'd be an empty shell. you give me life and i cannot even begin to express how much that means to me. i'll do anything you say and i'll change to make me right for you. like do whatever you want, be a jerk, be a dick to me, flirt with other girls, make fun of me, treat me however you'd like. i don't care, all i want is you if even for a moment. even if at the end you leave me and there's just the painfully heartbreak ordeal i'll have to go through, it's worth it because i have you right now. i just love you, michael.


I just want to see you
When youre all alone
I just want to catch you if I can
I just want to be there
When the morning light explodes
On your face it radiates
I cant escape
I love you till the end

I just want to tell you nothing
You dont want to hear
All I want is for you to say
Why dont you just take me
Where I've never been before
I know you want to hear me
Catch my breath
I love you till the end

I just want to be there
When were caught in the rain
I just want to see you laugh not cry
I just want to feel you
When the night puts on its cloak
Im lost for words dont tell me
All I can say
I love you till the end

Monday, January 12, 2009

sick

hey i'm sick.

sick of waiting around for life to happen.
sick of my parents crushing my dreams and bringing me down.
sick of being impatient.
sick of being confused.
sick of relying on everyone else.
sick of being surprised when they let me down.
sick of freehold, nj.
sick of missing my hometown.
sick of my job at express that makes me hate people and sell crappy clothes for pathetic $9 an hour.
sick of being alone all the time.
sick of my thoughts.
sick of these horrible surprises.
sick of missing your skin next to mine so bad.
sick of you living so far from me.
sick of my stupid mistakes.
sick of being so passive.
sick of wishing instead of doing.


i'm going to cure myself.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

BOOOOOOOOOOOOM

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM

that's the sound of my brain exploding.
what the fuck
what the fuck
what the fuck


idk