February 2011
50 posts
day 55:come what may, i will love you.
day 54: my best friend and i are just so silly :) oh and fuck you and fuck her too.
day 53: trace the lines on my fingers, and wait for the blood to rush to your cheeks.
day 52:no song. no music. no nothing.
day 51: this great evil - where’s it come from? how’d it steal into the world?
what seed, what root did it grow from? who’s doing this? who’s killing us, robbing us of life and light,mocking us with the sight of what we mighta known? does our ruin benefit the earth, does it help the grass to grow or the sun to shine?
is this darkness in you, too? have you passed through this night?
day 50: i’ve decided not to be the empty version of myself, i’ve decided to flaunt what i got and if you dont like it, tough noogies.
day 49: i’ll just bury it.
day 48: we were like two birds that were able to fly…
day 47:there’s really nothing, nothing we can do, love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew.
day 46: her favorite song.
