Golden Oldie

I like maybe, half of this.

Written March 2008, it is old but has some gold in it.

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it'll be some nice ice.

welcome to mir world.
in mir world,
i am courageous enough to say how i feel
in mir world,
i am strong enough to punch you in the face and for it not to hurt my fist more than your nose
in mir world,
you love me.

you'll look beautiful in your crimson leather knee highs
i'll run my hand along the flesh from the dead creature
and think of how hot you are.

wow. i hope to god it isn't so. i don't know why... i say we won't stay yet it hurts for you to say that it might never be. it hurts deep.

i'll wait for the phone. i'll wait for you to call. you won't. but i'll wait.

it makes my heart smile to see you smile. that rock that you threw off your shoulders was biiiiig, son.

he gave us the blessing!

i wish that beaver had your eyes. i'd like it a lot more.

hmm. its for you. don't know if it's yours yet, but it's FOR you.

i downloaded all of it! i probably won't listen to it, but i downloaded it :)

tell me about your dreams!

you tell me this, and i love you for it. but you need to say it again.

wow. that really made me sad. i'll try harder next time to make you smile.

see you? soon? yes? no? no! okay...? love you.

you just have no idea. or if you do, you're tormenting me. get it?

wow. we have the same mind. why do we have the same mind?

the black dots!! yes!!

and where does this leave me?

i actually missed you today. it was weird, and mildly terrifying. my blood ran cold.

believe me, i'll learn to dance, like an Egyptian woman. will i entrance you?

well well well. too bad eh? could have had a ball but you went and smoothed things over for the junkies. now you 'just don't know'.

i knew as soon as i placed my ass on that car seat that it was over. the question is, did you?

feeling bold? format your note. format your life.

i'm awesome. how many times do i have to tell you that before you believe me?

let's pray that my nose stops being the river jordan, shall we?

im tired and sick and beat up but you won't shut the hell up in my brain. be quiet. i can't sleep.

wow, that was easy enough. i've never been so DONE in my life.

take that, space cowboy.

if you are what you eat than i am definitely not you. and you aren't me.

we are on opposite ends of the scale and my heart wants to beat inside of you but maybe you are too far away. Maybe you won't meet me halfway.