4.03.05

10:08:45 PM (1234 days, 7h, 38min ago)

Use To Be

Mood: annoyed(damn u little children...family sux...I will not kill my little cousin, i will not kill...)
Music:Randomized Bright Eyes- Poison Oak *thank god for bright eyes...*
Reading: Crossing California- Adam Langer
Quote Of The Day: "And there were girls bringing water, like a dream they came to cure the fever of my brain, and soothe my burning throat. And they made me a necklace, hanging beads of sweat on a string of my regrets, and placed it round my neck and they were singing, Don't you do what you've wanted to. Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those cowards do and maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten use to you and your constant need for proof."-Conor Oberst("A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace",Fevers and Mirrors album)

Needle to the record. Errie is the music that over flows from your mouth.

Fingers to the fret. Lovely is the music that over comes the guitar.

I use to know the song you sing. I wrote the words, well that girl

I use to be...

I knew the words, me and that girl

I use to be.

2 Words given.

Posted by Bryce Leo:

I really do love your writing. It's just soo full and yet unhappy, incredibly well done.

4.17.05 @ 09:12:27 PM (1220 days, 8h, 35min ago)

Posted by Sammy Sue:

I enjoy your writing old friend....its unique because not many people I know write about instruments....:P I have always enjoyed your writing since the 9th grade:)