stumble then rise on some awkward morning

Wed, 06 Dec 2006 01:09:02 GMT

skitch brad paul chase blake

every day is the same. i can't wait until thursday

Mon, 04 Dec 2006 04:29:01 GMT

post something anonymous.. a secret or story or whatever you want

me too

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 17:59:01 GMT

jesus christ that’s a pretty face,
the kind you’d find on someone that could save.
if they don’t put me away,
well it’ll be a miracle.

do you believe you’re missing out?
everything good is happening somewhere else.
but with nobody in your bed,
the night’s hard to get through.

and i will die all alone
and when i arrive i won’t know anyone.

well jesus christ i’m alone again,
so what did you do those three days you were dead?
cuz this problem’s gonna last,
more than the weekend.

well jesus christ, i’m not scared to die,
i’m a little bit scared of what comes after.
do i get the gold chariot?
do i float through the ceiling?

do i divide and fall apart?
cuz my bright is too sly
to hold back all my dark.
and the ship went down
in sight of land.
and at the gates, does thomas ask to see my hands?

i know you'll come in the night like a thief.
but i’ve had some time alone, to hold my lions at bay.
i know you think that i’m someone you can trust.
BUT I'M SCARED I'LL GET SCARED and i swear i’ll try to nail you back up(and you won't know).
so do you think that we could work out a psalm?
so i’ll know it’s you and that it's over so i won't even try.

i know you’re coming for the people like me.
we all got wood and nails, we try n tear down hate and factory.
we all got wood and nails, don’t tear down hate n factory.
we all got wood and nails, and we sleep inside of this machine."

Tue, 21 Nov 2006 00:25:33 GMT

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 05:10:09 GMT

morning i love you

listen

Wed, 08 Nov 2006 02:26:59 GMT

"I want wind to blow"

two minutes and thirty seconds in and again at 4:23

not dot the i

Sun, 05 Nov 2006 00:28:54 GMT

Thursday

Friday

Tue, 10 Oct 2006 01:50:31 GMT

today was Flannel Day.

Tue, 03 Oct 2006 22:37:25 GMT

i left myself outside in the rain for too long...the doors are locked and everybody went home..

Mon, 02 Oct 2006 10:05:16 GMT

hahahaha where did my dad go? i'm stuck here in this chilly house with a funny dog and a pile of juice boxes

Thu, 28 Sep 2006 01:14:44 GMT

i have learned nothing

Wed, 27 Sep 2006 06:10:44 GMT

umm something baout facewash, guitar teachers, and something else oh yea breakfast tomorrow maybe

Sat, 23 Sep 2006 18:03:35 GMT

fell asleep with sand in my shoes.. today a boy at some drive through window had "call home" on his hand. yeah anyway

housesitting tonight!

Thu, 21 Sep 2006 19:26:27 GMT

the clouds cleaned up nicely after their party yesterday

Wed, 20 Sep 2006 00:27:17 GMT

i washed my hair tonight with some old shampoo, and now the bathroom smells like march.

Tue, 19 Sep 2006 03:08:02 GMT

tonight at work i got a free potato

Fri, 15 Sep 2006 00:51:26 GMT

"To correct a natural indifference, I was placed half-way between misery and the sun. Misery kept me from believing that all was well under the sun, and the sun taught me that history wasn't everything."

Tue, 12 Sep 2006 10:14:52 GMT

this year took so much away and won't give it back

Fri, 08 Sep 2006 10:16:19 GMT

bye bye house, bye kids

Wed, 06 Sep 2006 02:38:04 GMT

i don't know you, you don't know me.

my cell phone is already dead

Tue, 05 Sep 2006 21:05:36 GMT

this morning was...intense

Sat, 02 Sep 2006 04:58:54 GMT

AHAHHAHAHAHA

http://m-w.com/cgi-bin/audio.pl?vagina09.wav=vaginae

http://m-w.com/cgi-bin/audio.pl?penis002.wav=penes

Sun, 27 Aug 2006 17:26:35 GMT

i love my life

Fri, 25 Aug 2006 00:35:01 GMT

i really hate the internet sometimes. so many of my days are just floating around on here. ..and because every so often i seem to enjoy momentarily losing my head, i lost some passwords too, and now my words just hang around. some are "locked away," even from me, while the rest are incessantly running around naked. looking at some of my old livejournals makes me feel sick. i am happy right now, but sometimes it is hard to look over my shoulder at the things that have been left behind. i feel i have dropped only bread crumbs. everything goes away. everything is either eaten and then expelled as a pile of unrecognizable shit, or it just erodes into the ground and grass and whatever else i have built my house on. when i think about these past few years, i get so tired. i miss the good things being new and the bad things being a joke. i guess it's just funny how the things you have slept closest to can wind down into the most foreign of ideas. ~~i don't want solidarity if it means holding hands with you~~ night

Wed, 23 Aug 2006 22:01:53 GMT

today was weird...i missed you