Wednesday, September 28, 2011



never hate, always love. never go to bed with grudges, you never know if you'll wake up.

Thursday, September 22, 2011



It is so fucking frustrating for me when I talk and I get spoken over or interrupeted. If you don't want me around, don't worry because I won't be for long. God I want to get away from here. I constantly feel invisible. People are just pushing me and pushing me. Go fuck your selves.


For once in a long time I don't want to just mess around with a guy. It always ends up in misunderstood actions and hurt feelings. I told you I don't want to be fucked around by anymore guys. When I told you I didn't want to just mess around with someone your answer shocked me. I expected you to tell me to fuck off or to go find someone else. You say that when you're ready for a relationship you want to be able to make it last with me. I'm acting as if this semi-relationship of ours is the most fragile thing ever, because relationships are fragile. Trust me, I would know. I don't want this to fuck up, I don't want to fuck up, I don't want you to fuck up. I think this may be my last glance of hope because I really don't like playing games anymore.

Monday, September 19, 2011



there's something so appealing to me about living in a small country town. i know i would be better off without the internet and all the bullshit conservative people in this town. i would love to live with a lover, to have a house like something from a movie and to just let everything be. i'll live like that one day.


she sits alone at a lampost trying to find a thought that's escaped her mind. she says "dad's the one i love the most" but stipe's not that far behind. she never lets me in, only tells me where she's been when she's had too much to drink. i say that i don't care and i run my hands through her dark brown hair they i pray to god, you've got to help me find a way.

just let her cry if the tears fall down like rain. just let her sing if it eases all her pain. let her go, let her walk right out on me. if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be.

this morning i woke up alone, found a note standing by the phone saying "baby, maybe i'll be back someday." i wanted to look for you. you walked in and i didn't know just what i should so i sat back down and had a beer and felt sorry for myself.

let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain. let her sing if it eases all her pain. let her go, let her walk right out on me. and if the sun comes out tomorrow let her be.

last night i tried to leave. i cried so much i could not believe she was the same girl i fell in love with long ago. she went in the back to get high. i sat down on my couch and cried, "mama! please help me, won't you hold my hand?"

let her cry, if the tears fall down like rain. just let her sing, if it eases all her pain. let her go, let her walk right out on me. and if the sun comes up tomorrow? let her be.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

When things were alot easier.



This was my favourite place in the whole world.