December 2009
25 posts
just a guess
do we feel the same way? the way our chests get cloudy and our bones feel stiff I want to do something crazy but you wouldn’t like it you wouldn’t expect it
tournament
the game is over a new one is starting seats rotating where we’ll end up I don’t know but I’m bound to miss something
long chess game
you’ve been reduced to what could have been I couldn’t lift a finger I was shaking your face always gets the best of me
(friend)
the worst part the beginning the introduction the first impression the wrong impression the good friend becomes the one who forgot you the eventually the inevitable
making up fake names
Hello, 1, 2, 3 minutes, then goodbye. there is a 97.89 percent chance, that there’s no next time
don’t yell at me your door wasn’t shut slam it outright and that will just be that
let’s be simple we’ve got to god knows we tried otherwise but the only eyes to see you go should be mine
let’s take pictures together because that’s all that we’ll ever be going home at the end of the day twin sized beds from the same store
3 nights still open, eyes hurting I’m not doing it right not sleeping tonight
The girl’s at home I’m getting phantom bedroom it’s not a sickness I hate this place