Where The Light Is

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fences

this is the deep and dying breath

give my gun away when it's loaded

the wrong kind of place to be thinking of you

because this road is all you'll ever have

plugin&play If you read, you will judge. the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return
My Dear we're slow dancing in a burning room	Monday, February 23, 2009, 8:18 PM I did it for you [EDIT] I stare, your words cascade into my ears like endless rain into a papercup, I quiz, your answers fall like leaves to embrace the cold ground, dry, crushing, heartless Ground. I know, you don't mean it, you never do. You're sorry? I am too. I crumble, but you don't see, You never do. I wander, the streets welcome no one, i throw onto the ground, the bottle spills gin I call, to ask if you're alright, but you're safe, cos you're with him, I thirst, do you wanna go for a drink somewhere? I could meet you one of these nights if you like. You never do. I listen, he tells, the beating in my chest seem to weaken with each word, almost wavering oblivion, I notice, the both of you've been getting along well, you like him? You can tell me it's ok, you can trust me. You never do. I hope, i'll see you soon, how soon can soon get? I just want it to be now. I walk, my bag drags my shoulders, I look, You and Him, I sit, i wait, I watch, i fade [End of Edit] This is going to be extremely pointless. There are over 3000 students in acjc (i think?) and i supposed half of that consists of the J1s. Out of all these, only 6 men are worthy. Only 6 men hold the right. Only 6 men have the or lack thereof the honour of saying that they take Chinese Language B. And that's literally it. There are only 6 people in my CLB class, and all of them are guys. No one else's chinese is as bad as the 6 of us. I don't know but does anyone else feel pathetic for me? Pfft. It rained today. I really love the rain, always have since i was born. There's something magical about the feel of droplets of water falling from the sky like bullets whipping through thin air at a thousand miles per hour and slapping us hard on our heads, engulfing us like flames do a dying woodblock. I'm feeling rather skeptically cynical, is that even possible? PE tomorrow. Tsk. Bloody PE. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. ao		the machiavellian ist Vanity isn't a sin, a little narcissm wouldn't hurt. The World would be a much lesser place without corndogs and pizzas. Facebook Andrew. Music. Food. People. What more could you possibly want?		partnersincrime One day when i wake up and find the motive and time to link anybody, i'll let you know. backtoyesterday + I'll stop the world and melt with you + You make me feel like im at home again + You smile as he whispers those words into your ear... + Dancing when the stars go blue + It's the same old hard candy + Come hit me up + Hold you this way + She paints me blue + Forget my broken promise that you'd never see me cry + Slow dancing in a burning room wheni'mgone + April 2007 + May 2007 + June 2007 + July 2007 + August 2007 + September 2007 + October 2007 + November 2007 + December 2007 + January 2008 + February 2008 + March 2008 + April 2008 + May 2008 + June 2008 + July 2008 + August 2008 + September 2008 + October 2008 + November 2008 + December 2008 + January 2009 + February 2009 + March 2009 + April 2009 + May 2009 + June 2009 + July 2009 + August 2009 + September 2009 + October 2009 + November 2009 + December 2009 + January 2010 + February 2010 + March 2010 + April 2010 + June 2010 + July 2010 + August 2010 + September 2010 + October 2010 + November 2010 + December 2010 + January 2011 + February 2011 + March 2011 + April 2011 takeabow An accidentality production Inspiration from DancingSheep & BONBON:D		theventingmachine