if you can hold on, hold on

i've never really known the right time to smile,
and i'm always unsure what to do with my hands

but i'm a good listener
and i've got all of the time in the world


oh hey, it's 11:11
make a wish and kiss something blue
time to waste wishes on someone new

Who's to say

where i should step

what i should grasp barehandedly

which road to stumble down

who's to be there, just to watch me fall

no doubtedly becoming lost

following words like trees

natural, being free

who's to say youre good for me

who made you king of anything

ill push the pull these messes in life
ill strive to develop another side

ill look within, and beyond

and light up with song and dance

rhythm, movement, metronome

sculpt myself as if i'm a piece

find the world within

swing hand in hand with my thoughts

so romantic, i'll always be

my hands are restless, though

and im artlessly content now and then

i dip into each word with care

the perfect words?

a perfect fit?

oh no, such thing isnt there

atleast for the time being

so i'll create something, simplicity at its best

i love where im at
body, mind, and soul

ready, steady,
i tell you, dear
watch this disaster become beautiful

Waaaaake up

God im just a mess of contradictions
i listen to every word im told,
but listening and following along dont mean the same thing.
but im taking it all in, every spoken sentence, drunk and sober,
im here and i think im starting to get it, grasp it.
im truely sorry for these rough spaces
and for the fact that ive been trying to patch them up
with even more mistakes

i gotta get ahold of myself,
head high and heart heavy,
keep on keepin on, i swear i will
you people have never meant more to me than you do right now,
at this very moment, all these insomniac nights,
and in all this static space.
you guys have a good idea of what im feelin lately,
but even that i cant put it into words,
dont know if ill ever be able to..

all i know is that im through with fucking so much shit up,
between myself and everyone around me,
ive done enough to cover an entire year of mistakes,
take that a squeeze it all into one short month.
fuuuuuckk. ive gotta fix my foul mouth too, maybe?
not the biggest of my worries

i hope you know im never lettin you out of my life,
youre the sister that i got to choose by will

i dont want you or anyone else to be afraid to approach me,
with anything

so lets fuck shit up, in the best way possible
take over this town, cause baby were only this young and presh once

and i love you like hell! and always will
dont ever forget that

sincerely yours.

I built you a home in my heart

with rotten wood,
that decayed from the start
cause you cant find nothing at all,
if there was nothing there all along.


love it when a song describes something so damn perfectly?
im lucky enough to come across this more than once


one of those mornings where i ask
what the fuck happened last night?
this has to stop happening dammit
i think i keep doing this
because of how much i know you would hate it?
rough, rough, rough
the word to describe how things have been lately

just woke up with this half written post
and a pink slip in my hand
kind of looks like a drinking ticket
last thing i remember i was listening to TEN
and telling my life story
and head banging
what the fuck?
whatsup headache?

lets face it, this is never what i wanted
the things we do just to keep ourselves alive

Cross me once, shame on you

cross me twice, shame on me

it's funny, ironic, and pretty sad actually
that you think i'd even consider letting you back in
after all the twisted words and lies
that have made me learn to hate you
or hate myself for letting you pass by
im putting these four walls up again
but not to keep you in this time
i want you out, gone, non-existant
wish i could erase my memory
wish you'd accept one of the million times,
that ive said goodbye.

so go and try to hurt me, ive been there before
i might have even stayed with you,
for the fact of how sour and shameless you are when were apart
fuck. that. looking back makes me sick to my stomach.
on the bright side,
im kinda sorta immune to you now
your decietful little tactics
and your intricate way with words
ive learned from my mistakes
ive learned from you
i keep sincerely asking you to leave me alone
and let go
but you cant? you wont let yourself?
not really keepin up with you there,
youre still confusing as shit.

but your not my problem anymore,
and soon enough
ill be someone elses baby
but no rush
no, no rush at all

broken faith and wasted breath,
photographs are all thats left.

Your lips look a little lonely

would they like to meet mine?

cheeeeesy, who cares.

dear quiet boy,

who uses pretty words

sketches on desks

plays piano,

or maybe the guitar

and brushes my hand with his fingertips

as i complain about the weather
and smiles, smiles, smiles

where the hell are you?

i'd love to meet you
i'd love to spend some time with you

i'd love to be the girl that gets the player,

and gets him to quit his game.

“sail with me into the setting sun, 

the battle has been won, but war has just begun

and as we grow, emotion starts to die

we need to find a way, just to keep our desire alive.”

-senses fail