Sunday, February 28, 2010
not seeing the rest of you is getting the best of me
it's such a shame that you shot me down
it would have been nice to be around
i'm touching your skin
if it's only a fancy, then why is it killing me?
i guess this must be infatuation.
i want it
i want it
i want it..
Friday, February 26, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
we are all a little damaged. some of us hide it better than others, and others just have in different ways than most.
but on some level we are all torn up. we take it out on others and beat through life carrying it all and we will end up damaging someone else. and most of the time we won't even notice or bother to care, because we are busy with our little disaster, that we call life.
you are defined by the way in which you treat the people you love. and, the people you hate.
the ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.
how do you know when how much is too much? too much too soon. too much information. too much love. too much to ask, and when is it all just too much to bear?