well ive been offline for about 7 months. but imback.. i got rid of the majority of my old stuff, and addedsome new. i have LOTS more to put up here that isnt photography, so yeah. thatll be something different to look at. :]

ive been really sick the past week. -.-the only place ive gone is to the doctors office three times... so yeah. i neeeeeed contact with the outside world. ima go craaazy!!!

but i can finally eat solid food for the first time in a week!!!!!!!! yesssss. progress!

are you claustrophobic?
blood is the new fashion
when your face shatters like porcelain bullets
wounds gape like open sewers
it's okay
this is what they're doing in europe
strangling flowers into ocean blue
you're the rock and i'm the roll
so tilt your gaping neck and let the good times flow


j'espere tu etouffes sur les mots que tu lui dis ce soir.
j'ai voulu te faire.
mais maintenant, je veux te casser.

are you claustrophobic?
blood is the new fashion
when your face shatters like porcelain bullets
wounds gape like open sewers
it's okay
this is what they're doing in europe
strangling flowers into ocean blue
you're the rock and i'm the roll
so tilt your gaping neck and let the good times flow

Saying, You come home.
Darling, you come here.
Don't stay so far away from me.
This weather has me wanting love more tangible.
Something I can hold because it's getting cold.
So lets hold up our fists to the flame in the sky
to block out the light that is reaching for our eyes
because it would blind us. It will blind us.
Now I have locked my actions in the grooves of routine.
So I may never be free of this apathy.
But I wait for a letter that is coming to me.
She sends me pictures of the ocean in an envelope.
So there still is hope.
Yes, I can be healed.
There is someone looking for what I concealed in my secret drawer,
in my pockets deep,
you will find the reasons that I can't sleep and you will still want me.
But will you still want me?
Well, I say come for the week.
You can sleep in my bed.
And then pass through my life like a dream through my head.
It will be easy. I will make it easy.
But all I have for the moment is a song to pass the time.
A melody to keep me from worrying.

(a song to pass the time, bright eyes)

i miss things. alot.

Do you believe you're missing out?
That everything good is happening somewhere else
With nobody in your bed
The night is hard to get through

Do I divide and fall apart?

I know you're coming in the night like a thief
But I’ve had some time, O Lord, to hone my lying technique
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
So do you think that we could work out a sign
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
But we all got wood and nails
We turn, turn out hate in factories
We all got wood and nails
And we sleep inside of this machine.


(jesus chris by brand new)
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