::lookatthesky,thereissomethingupthere::


Dear Justin.

Im writing you a note.
Maybe I can get into your pants
through my romantic words and
sweet drawings.
I'll sing you your favorite song...
passed out on the overpass, Sunday best in broken
glass, Broken down from the bikes and bars.
Suspended like spirits over speeding cars. you and
me were kings over the parkway tonight. And tonight
will go on forever as we walk around this town like
like we own the streets and stay awake through summer
like we own the heat. Everyday wake up, it's time to
get down. And as I pass the bottle back to Pete
over the overpass tonight I bet we'll laugh.


I want a boy whos
so drunk he doesn't
talk.

The ocean breaks the crowd apart as the
tide comes in and stops my heart.

Dear Robot,
Don't freat.

I would ill for bliss on a night like this

Good luck exploring
the infinite abyss

Remember that one time when I lost all that weight and my legs got so long and I cried every night cause I didnt belong

That's why im singin baby dont
worry cause now I got your back
and everytime you feel like crying
I'm gonna try and make you
laugh. but if I cant if it
just hurts to ba then
we'll wait for it to pass and I will keep
you company through
those days so long
and
black

I believe lovers should be chained together and thrown into a fire with their songs and letters.
I believe that lovers should be tied together and throwin into the ocean in the worst of weather.

Justin

I <3 you. Thanks for the compliment, you look so very fine every day! :) I think I
missed you more. hehe.

I'd love to come to the football game tonight,
because I just can't resist you and your forcing :P

How did unitown change you? Vicky
said the same thing but she couldn't answer that question.

Your f's are pretty. :)

Think we could hang out this weekend?
You should sleep over at my house if you can,
It's be load of fun. :) Does your mom
hate me now? I hope not, "Vexxxxx, Randy *hiss*" heh

You weren't here yesterday! And you
disappeared at lunch on Wednesday. Mrr.

If I'm loved, youre the only one
who loves me. :P

- Randy

Ryan Hunter, Justin

only cause i love you far too much.

Do something about the trash
and the birds you lazy bastard
I hope youre grateful
it's beautiful in here

i missed you
i've been in a weird mood =(
i hope you had fun in phoenix
i spent 5 dollars on fucking gloves and sponges
jesus christ

anything for you...

i think im gonna ditch first tomorrow.

okay im really random.
we still need to talk.

i love you more than life

- Katie

Skip to the end- the futureheads

Paper and ink is a far more potent sleep aid than the traditional tea and milk

October 9th, 2006 - linguistics

Spanish: A mi llama se le ha caida una pata y quierria comprar una rueda de repuesto

English:: my llama has a broken leg, can I purchase a replacement wheel?

I hate the way we murder the day.

Random

The night is cold
and her room is dark

she lays in her bed
wrapped in covers,
still as stone

The television seems so bright
Against the

I am lost
He lost himself upon translation
disappeared in - somewhere
between your thoughts and words

infinity's center

I woke once
in the middle of
infinity, which i
nowhere technically
but next to a girl
I did not know.

She is
She wanted
She crawled from her painting
tired frustrated from waiting

I woke inside a memory
after having fallen over your
Climbing abstract

I woke inside a memory after climbing
bleeding from my fall.
Secrets
abstract

of you and I in hell

The devil looks like Leno

July 2nd, 2006

Insomnia and nicotine describe most every night since I was eighteen.
It's three am, or past, I'm not sure. This is
the time I begin to dream and the night
expands into something of beauty. Something
more interpreted than seen. The sky
above is dark blue blue-black
patched

These arizona summers will one day cause me to spontaneously evaporate

Spontaneous evaporation in the arizona sun

you said you understood when I couldn't explain

you said you understood when I couldnt explain the
nature of this abstract longing
thats screaming inbetween
each involuntary
contraction of [cardiac] meat

What this is

This blog is dedicated to transcribing all of the letters, notes, and pages of rambling text that I've accumulated over the years. I will respect the original formatting in regard to capitalization, spelling, line breaks, strike-throughs, and uncompleted thoughts. I will include in the post the date of the material, if available.