February122012

This song

January302012

So glad this popped into my head

January292012

“You know, when my wife is upset I try to surprise her, like bring her home candy, does red have a sweet tooth?”

“No, red has more of a beer tooth”

-That 70’s show is amazing.

January272012

Don’t ever let a single person tell you that you cannot do what you want. Don’t let others hold you back. Don’t buy the lies that hold you down. Don’t let society, your family, your friends, or any other bullshit cloud your judgement, because if they really are your family, friends, or community, and truly love you, than they will not cloud your judgement, but make everything clear.

January172012
“You know, there’s a million fine lookin’ women in this world, but most of them don’t bring you lasagne at work. Most of them just cheat on you.” Silent Bob
January132012

88 Fingers Louie, will always be amazing.

You filled my head with empty promises you never kept  

I heard you swear you thought the happy times would never end

Moments we spent together little did you know

I heard about your antics time and time and time again

Did you really think I was that blind,

that I would never see

What your so called friends told me,

couldn’t get inside my mind

Take your place in history and step aside,

Tomorrow starts today

The letters sent convey the words you never meant

Tossed in garbage with barely a second thought

Your phone calls go unanswered nothing’s left to say 

I won’t dwell in the past cause what we had has lost since gone

Did you really think I was blind,

that I would never see

What your so called friends told me

couldn’t get inside my mind

Take your place in history and step aside,

Tomorrow starts today, hey

I never talk to you

what good would talking do

I said about all I could say just living for today

I never talk to you, I never talk to you

What good would talking do, but start it over, over

Did you really think I was that blind

8AM

wretched world

Down by your side I watch the dreary light
It illuminates your sleeping skin
I reach my cold arms across the bed
You make no move
You never do
Own these dire nights
Own their seething lies
Own my damage, own my scars
They paint a broken life’s shattered art
And time won’t turn my wretched world

8AM
December162011
Oh my love, what you do to me

Oh my love, what you do to me

October272011

Yeah I’m obnoxious

moralmajority:

“well that was very kind of you but i don’t believe it”
“hey look i can write indie songs too”
“oh okay i’m gonna wear my devils shirt and walk the streets of harrisburg now”
“mr. feeney STINKS”

welcome to apt #106

(Source: xxx-iii)

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