the power of believing.
all your friends are enemies when you’re broken down and empty.
Too Bright Too See,
Good God, if your song leaves our lips, if your work leaves our hands, then we will be wonders and vagabonds. They will stare and say how empty we are, how the freedom we had turned us up as dead men. Let us be cold, make us weak. Let us, because we all have ears. Let us, because we all have eyes. How they knew that this would happen, they knew they knew that this would. We’re so run...
“time is a funny thing. you spend the first part of your life wanting it to just speed up, and the rest of your life wishing it would slow down.”
where have all the signs gone? i don’t know where i am without them in our lives.
that. poopy friends always need a shoulder to cry on. they also need someone to get pulled over with.
i must admit now going down within this ship, i couldn’t have a better crew to travel with. if i make it in one piece back to land, i will never sail again. never..
in 4 years,
i feel that if i hit the road, i’ll be happy. a camera in hand and a band. win. we’ll see if school gets me to do that.
whatever you do, don’t hate the world. whatever you do, its your fault. whatever you do, don’t blame other people for your fuck ups. whatever you do, i hope you’ll be okay in the end.
keep this on your mind, keep it within your eyelids. don’t climb for a lifetime only to fall short of infinity.
there is no fear in this heart.
i know, i know.
the longer it takes the more it goes to waste. i know, i know. i want to believe you but i can’t feel a thing. i know, i know. the more that you get the less you are. i know, i know. nothing’s going to change that hopeless feeling i get when you say you understand, and i know you can’t.
hopefully one day.
if i could live in the sky i would. clouds are so inviting. and just have soothing music in the background. maybe then i’ll become sane.
take me to the clouds. take me passed the sky. out into space where nothing can be felt. take me passed the moon, passed every planet possible. then just leave me be. there’s nothing more to pass. there’s nothing more for you to do. let me be in the open and emptiness. let me be.
the tide rolled in not a breath in sight. and this town went down like the moon at night. these poor rooftops only go so high. the volume of our bodies is causing the waters to rise. why do we cry out only when things go wrong? how would you feel if I only sang sad songs?
always something you want to say but don’t know how to explain? like it’s right on the tip of your tongue but its stuck there? i feel like if i could get those things out, i’d feel so much better about myself, and everything else. i feel my heart beat slower for everything i realize. when i think about a certain person, i tear up. they don’t know what their doing to...
sailing on a ship of paper..