i think it’s a stalker… ha
at first i thought it was you
heads will roll
no
shattered
sweet is the name
so what is bad about that
we sat and drank and smoked
i got so smashed
so what is bad about that
i had some interesting conversations though
i didn’t say bad
just fucked up
they posted some of my shit
i have known you would go some where
you are on your way
so you are okay?
i like the sound
i forgot about your fucked up spelling
didn’t mean to insult you
fuck the system and all forms of beurocracy
you did not tell me
i feel left out
i didn’t tell anyone i was coming
oh it was so funny!
make it into a satirical sort of thing
the rest i am making her burn for me
home
about a week from now
i am on my last j
i have a question
what happened
are you still?
also i just stop giving a fuck
life is too short to care about that stuff
you know its funny
maybe i could pay you some other way
i wouldn’t ask you to give it to me for free
that would be asking too much
a mere smile would suffice
it would be asking too much from you
i small smile would do
no
you would not
it was sarcastic
damn
it was in a song
it cut me off
oh, i still feel the same way
like no one i have ever seen before
i had a weird dream the other day
we were playing somewhere
we started playing “rape me”
took off my shoes and threw them at people
after the song ended i collapsed on the stage
then i put my jacket back on and played the rest of the show in socks, underwear and a trench coat
it makes me sad
i don’t know it
but it makes me feel some thing
i thought i knew better
god never talked about the dinosaurs
do you really believe that?
it is all random to me
all this shit is a lot simpler then what we make it out to be
you don’t believe we have souls?
i think we had them
so why don’t you kill us all?
if you don’t care?
if we’re all so useless?
bomb the entire fucking world!
i never said that
last time i checked i was still human
so why don’t you annihilate it?
but there is no answer
if the little pink bunny under your bed keeps you safe
i watched some one die
i knew he would be ok
he could have been the guy that cured cancer
but you could die at a moment’s notice
you could fall through the ice
my eyes were opened
nothing to fear
that’s why i am telling you
you hate everything sometimes
don’t you?
you are perfect in my head
i can’t tell you any thing you don’t know
about you
i’ll survive
i can read your voice
it’s ok
oh jesus, the bastard
i just wasn’t good enough for him
but your mouth liked the taste
that is all that matters some times
yeah i’m just not good enough…
you were always too good for me
i don’t understand why you don’t believe me
but i guess that will not change
that’s comforting
she does not want to believe i still love her
at least someone gives a fuck whether i live or die
and i think inside you feel the same way
even if you don’t want to admit it
your mind is telling you to be defensive
that hurts me
true for moments
i love everything some days
other days i want to die
and it kills me
when you do
and it kills you too
yes, and i am a hypocrite
because that’s what i always say
that’s what i do
all the time
there’s nothing left to say
sometimes it’s good to be kicked in the junk
running out of people to blame if i can’t blame myself
flowers… are all dead now
anti-people
you saw the flowers once
apocalyptic never good mornings
they will be at your side some day
the world is fucked up
not us
nothing, everything, it’s all the same and i know i love it
you just don’t listen to me any more
i love you
good night
just remember time
i want to say it
i meant it seems natural to say it back
but i can’t
protect yourself from getting hurt
i can see it
it is so close
yet i know it can never be
there is no time
save it in your mind
i know you will
you see things no one else does
you live through a little thing
like a flower or a leaf
you live on a little rock
distances away but you get your essence through
your own words sound so much better
thank you for your time
your smile is my mind
i can’t remember
i wont let myself
time isn’t real
i am worn out
sweet dreams
maybe i’ll see you tomorrow