...and I'll whisper "no".

If I save your fucking heart
Dreaming of nights where lights trail endlessly
So does everyone else
Drowning in laughter only lasting for a couple seconds
Saved by all the shallow heros, just like everyone else

Happiness is overrated anyway
Im my own worst enemy
don't give me any of that existential bullshit

I've got lies I've told my soul
The worst part is they're so old
I can't tell the the truth from the faux
Looking at what I've done, I've proven
the truth is faux blondes have more fun

If I save your fucking heart
Then you'll look at what we've done
drowning in existentialism
truth is faux blondes have more fun

What are we? There's no sense in questioning
the nature of a man and his ideas
Like all that shit you wear, you do what they say
and im the one alone so I look strange

Holding up walls with my back to the crowd
Join them, I'd rather be 6 ft underground
I'm not looking down,I guess I'm just an ass

Drowning in existentialism
Look at what I've done
Truth is faux blondes have more fun

If the sky were to suddenly open up...

This is unfinished, needs another verse at the end. Another Donnie Darko reference, I think I'm finally getting the last of it out of my system. My writing style has become so weird I don't even recognize it anymore. Maybe that's a good thing.

So picture this if you could make a wish
would you replace the pain with sunsets
would you make it, erase and its gone
Jump the shark to save the frog

To bad no one's in the business
of saving souls right now
Picture this it's a fantastic picture
raid the cabinet, where are the pills at

Your flying through clouds
Searching for an end
Picture this its a fantastic ending
Don't crash the plane while landing
Your climbing mountains trying
to find a place to sleep
On my way I found the tree of forgetfulness
and I breathe the air from its leaves

From windows to chills the pills never hurt my skills
I need to find my cellar door
I spent last night on a golf course

So picture this if you could make a wish
and turn the pain to sunsets
would you make it, erase and its gone
I don't know why I dream so hard

It comes from somewhere

Awesome poem I found by Charles Bukowski, I love this guy's style.

Probably from the belly button or the shoe under the
Bed, or maybe from the mouth of the shark or
the car crash on the avenue leaving blood and glass and memory.
It comes from love gone to the goat stable under an asphalt moon.
It comes from the flush of piss and shit
and the drain of dirty bathwater whirling.
It comes from screams stuffed with cotton.
It comes from hands without arms
and arms without bodies
and bodies without hearts.
It comes out of cannons and shotguns and old victrolas.
It comes from parasites with blue eyes and soft voices.
It comes from under the organ like a roach
It keeps coming
Its inside of sardine cans and letters
Its under your fingernails pressing blue and flat.
Smeared in brown.
Its the toy soldiers inside your head
Poking lead bayonets.
Its the first kiss and the last kiss and
The dogs guts like a river.
It comes from somewhere and it keeps
coming.

Hell, even fish drown

Content with men who's thoughts tread the shallow end
Your choosing to move this little circle on
Dumb down lines, that should have been the first sign
But you choose to move this circle on

Pardon me but I can't sit by and let another brain cell die
excuse this out burst but I've done worst.
This can't be serious, satisfaction
must mean something different now.

Fishing for clues on the shallow end
There's something more around the bend
Only if you could swim, if only you could swim

While I wade through disdain
Just sit and ask, is this for the best
Brake down pros and cons
What am I saying,
that was out the window a while ago

If only you could swim, if only you could swim
Get a clue take a fucking lesson
Ignorance is bliss, contention in the kiddie end

Content with men who's thoughts tread the shallow end
Your choosing to move this little circle on

Its elementary, what'd you say Dr. Seuss?
You have brains in your head, and feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself in any direction you choose.
Your on your own and you know what you know,
and your the one who'll decide where to go.

Dumb down lines, that should have been the first sign
But you choose to move this circle on

Textual urges

Bangbangbangbang
The last time I felt your touch
Bangbangbangbang
It's done what the fuck
Hey baby lately
I've lost my phone
Hey baby lately
I won't pick up

How could it end with a missed call
The message read out with friends
Little updates, I hang on every words end
Eyes been stuck to this screen like glue
I could just call to see what your up to
But talking's for functioning people

Bring out the fail whale to sink the ship
My discomfort tips the scale
This trip was too awkward to be real

Bangbangbangbang
The last time I felt your touch
Bangbangbangbang
It's done what the fuck
Hey baby lately
I've lost my phone
Hey baby lately
I won't pick up

It's turtles all the way down

Only one, I'm the only one
On this side or the other side
Lets pretend that we are capable of
some kind of normalcy
No, no, no

You broke me so now I will break you down
You broke me so now I will break you down
Holy fuck I think I silently lost my mind
Like that time Brian Austin died

I still miss you maybe I need you
I still miss you maybe I need you
I don't care anyway because people never change
I don't care anyway because people never change

Our sessile ways killed off any chance of emotions
These benthic thoughts start at the tongue
then work their way to the brain

I wanna steal your fucking face
and leave you senseless like me
I mean that literally
I mean what I say, and I say what I mean

Holy fuck now I'm back at start
You can't stop this absurdity
What's holding the world up
Trust me its not atlas' shoulders

No, no, no
You broke me so now I will break you down
I still miss you maybe I need you
I still miss you maybe I need you
I don't care anyway because people never change
I don't care anyway because people never change

Busy is just a synonym for asshole

I got the title from a piece by a girl named Eliana that I follow. Her blog is www.heyeliana.blogspot.com she's awesomeness if you read this you'll definitely like her stuff.

Its so naive to think anything
about me will last forever
How could you think
Anything about us would be forever
Its so naive to use those words
Im sorry

Lets start the distance
On your mark start the race
Emotions are inconvenient
So I got rid of them

You always said you would lead the robbery
Im sorry I'll take this stick up on my own
The last time I checked chivalry was dead
You'll have to get the door on your own

Lets save some face and not start anything
that we can't handle today
Lets not waste all of the day planning for tomorrow
Last time I checked chivalry was dead
so you'll have to get the door on your own

Its so naive to think anything
about me will last forever

Once upon a time, twice upon a girl

Been sitting on this one for a while, I kind of forced it out, the drag of summer classes is kind of killing my creativity. Oh and Eminem's new album is insanely amazing...

This bed we make
The secrets we keep, the decisions we reap
Pull back the sheets, pull back the sheets

Ask your self, what has this done for you
Try to put the rights to the back of your head
Put your conscience away, where's the body bag

So we're speaking in tongues
Swallow on cue now
When will we ever, no we'll never
Live this one down
The question is when will this end
When will we ever, no we'll never
Live this one down

I don't really wanna take the time
I don't really want to change my mind
The truth is getting closer and I fear
The thought just makes my stomach turn
I'd explode before I choose

Ask your self, what has this done for you
What has this done for you?
I'd explode before I choose

The Fail Whale

I honestly have no clue why this makes me laugh so hard.

"nothing in my head is broken"

I've had a bit of writers block lately. I've started like 4 pieces and have barely gotten half way through anything. So I just blurted this little piece out, as a way to try and loosen up my thoughts. Its kind of hard to with this Lakers game on, I'm hoping for a sweep.

I've also been obsessed with the movie Donnie Darko lately; its just pretty F-ing amazing. I don't believe it took me this long to find out about it; I heard about it a few months ago and I came across a download online and watched it. Needless to say, one of the best movies I've ever watched. There are so many things that leave you like WTF, and not to mention its just weird overall. If you haven't seen it you should, if you don't your life will be missing something.

What a cliche joke like crying clowns; or is that a metaphor. Does it really matter anymore? If tears are running this must be the end. I missed the fairy tale where cries start the happy part. Don't you wish we could reel in some normalcy? You reach for stars and I leer at the sun. We could be focused on the same one; but with reactions that have differences so drastic,how can you spell compatible? So lets just embrace the end, because if we fight it then we'll just lose and end up lost like a T.V. Show five seasons past due.

This picture doesn't have anything to do with this post I just like it. Its called "The mind hungers" by Luke Cheu

Frank was here, went to get beer

Three cheers
For awkwardness
Three cheers
for lonliness
Three cheers
now blow a kiss
These are your best years
It doesn't get any better than this

Then were just fucked

Frank told me
Things aren't always what they seem
I hope that's true this time
Were not the same, you and I
no matter what they say

Someone give me a sign
that everything's apart of this plan
Wake up, wake up
your sleeping on mountains
to see through clouds

When I clap my hands
this should all end

Three cheers
for awkwardness
Three cheers
for lonliness
Three cheers
now blow a kiss
These are your best years
If It doesn't get any better than this

We're all just fucked

What makes you think I'm not?

Gretchen: Donnie Darko? What the hell kind of name is that? It's like some sort of superhero or something?

Donnie: What makes you think im not?
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Crack the pipe then burn it down
Just hand me the ax,
I could cut through bronze
Is this fear or is this love

Take back the time that we all lost
Take back the time that we all lost

We can't put our faith in you because we don't believe
These dreams, these lucid dreams, please
Wake me before the sky falls down
But if you don't nothing will change

What's in your dungeon? Is it fear or is it love
Mark your "x" on the line, its not that simple this time

Im afraid of what you'll tell me with these dreams
I keep hoping the answers will come to me in sleep
Just tell me when it ends to breathe relief