I love you because you took the time to read this sentence.
I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Monday, October 27, 2008
The Walking Away
There are days when I want to walk up to you and scream in your face"No one else gets you like I do, now let's get the hell out of here."
Friday, October 24, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Monday, October 20, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
The Shatter Proof
As the ground shattered below us and the sky was ripped open above us, it became clear that all you and I could ever really hang to, was each other.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
The Far From Home
I would find you down the line with broken wings, pick you up, and swear that you would taste the sky again.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
The Goodbye For Now Bit
The Exit Sign
You only ever come here when you're feeling hurt or sad. I hope you don't have to come back here ever again.
Monday, October 6, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
The Armstice
We wanted a war but we called it peace. And we bombed each other’s cities till nothing was left. Now you’ve left me alone to take care of the wounded. The least you’ve could’ve done was help me bury the dead.
The Bits And Pieces
I am: select sex. It's free and everyone can join. Keep me signed in for two weeks. Invite your friends. Two of your friends have a crush on you. You are at the last photo. Save your changes.
Remember me.
Friday, October 3, 2008
The Style And The Substance
The world will tell you that the way you say things is more important than what you say. The world is wrong.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
The Part Where You Do Not Part
The dirt you and I could share forever would grow a tree so high it'd kiss a star, each leaf a promise, each stem a new beginning.





















