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mmm mmm mmmmm

Wed, 13 Jul 2011 13:29:29 -0400

mmm mmm mmmmm

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Fri, 24 Jun 2011 10:40:02 -0400

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Sun, 19 Jun 2011 05:53:27 -0400

good luck

Tue, 07 Jun 2011 04:46:53 -0400

i should probably stop kidding myself….there’s nothing left in this hole where my heart used to be

ugggh

Sat, 04 Jun 2011 08:23:00 -0400

broken foot, bad back….not a good combo. went to the hospital once, they sucked. going to another one. i cant hang, maybe if it was one or the other but not both!

Your fingertips across my skin The palm trees swaying in the wind Images You sang me Spanish...

Thu, 02 Jun 2011 21:42:47 -0400

Your fingertips across my skin
The palm trees swaying in the wind
Images

You sang me Spanish lullabies
The sweetest sadness in your eyes
Clever trick

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

We walked along a crowded street
You took my hand and danced with me
Images

And when you left you kissed my lips
You told me you’d never ever forget these images, no

I never want to see you unhappy
I thought you’d want the same for me

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
So you’re gone and I’m haunted
And I bet you are just fine
Did I make it that easy
To walk right in and out of my life?

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I’m trying not to think about you
Can’t you just let me be?
So long, my luckless romance
My back is turned on you
I should’ve known you’d bring me heartache
Almost lovers always do

Don’t even try to tell me this is not the cutest thing ever....

Fri, 27 May 2011 14:19:55 -0400

Don’t even try to tell me this is not the cutest thing ever. Don’t even try.

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Thu, 26 May 2011 14:04:07 -0400

you were kind enough to follow me the least I can do is follow you back =)

Wed, 25 May 2011 21:36:03 -0400

aw thanks hun :) i appreciate it! im kinda new to this whole thing :-p

anyone...

Wed, 25 May 2011 15:25:57 -0400

anyone wanna reinstate my SG account…

i miss my buddies :(

nothing better than a little dead oral…mmm mmm mmm

Wed, 25 May 2011 09:44:39 -0400

nothing better than a little dead oral…mmm mmm mmm

this is me…love it or hate it, i dont really give a fuck...

Tue, 24 May 2011 21:12:59 -0400

this is me…love it or hate it, i dont really give a fuck xo

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Sun, 22 May 2011 23:35:12 -0400

veganmikey: She whispered “frailty becomes us” when forever is...

Sat, 21 May 2011 21:11:01 -0400

veganmikey:

She whispered “frailty becomes us”

when forever is not enough.

And now the world just seems to crumble,

every time I miss her touch.

At the bottom of this bottle,

there is never quite enough.

I’m bleeding out now, paint the walls

the color that you want.

So now my heart is an empty room,

inside this burning building.

No sadder words of tongue and pen,

then to say it ‘might have been’.

So now my skeletons come home here,

into chest caved empty tombs.

I tear a hole into the sky,

with room enough for two.

You are winter breath cold to my bones, all thats left when left alone

Your name is the only word that I can say, you are my home.

Mariposa

veganmikey: (((((((( Another B-side I recorded a while...

Sat, 21 May 2011 21:09:26 -0400

veganmikey:

(((((((( Another B-side I recorded a while back. Re-blog if you dig it, put comments or thoughts in my ask box!!! ))))))))

LYRICS:

Give me a sign, show me that you are still alive.

Because I watched you die.

In my own two arms, a dying star, a crashing car.

A distance so infinite, two broken hearts.

I cant get away, I’m a cast away, and waves carry me into the end.

I cant get away, I’ll be cast aside until the end.

When you can find your way, I’ll reach for you.

If love can find a place, she will speak to you, and speak to you.

So turn away, and leave me to the loss and pain I put you through.

And by my design, I’m buried there.

Her heart lost its light, wounded alone, so dead pale and white.

A child dead inside.

I speculate, that its too late, for me to raise this broken head from hands unrecognized.

(For you, T.)

I cant get away, I’m a cast away, and waves carry me into the end.

I cant get away, I’ll be cast aside until the end.

When you can find your way, I’ll reach for you.

If love can find a place, she will speak to you, and speak to you.

So turn away, and leave me to the loss and pain I put you through.

And by my design, I’m buried there.

I never learned how to live, only learned how to love and lose.

But I will kiss your footsteps, from the dirt beneath your feet.

jesus christ, really?!

Sat, 21 May 2011 21:07:58 -0400

jesus christ, really?!

It’s incomprehensible to me that a woman who has said yes to being your wife, promised to be...

Sat, 21 May 2011 16:53:00 -0400

It’s incomprehensible to me that a woman who has said yes to being your wife, promised to be by your side for the rest of your life, has left you because you have too much drama and baggage, and because your financial situation could be better.

C—This “drama” was your future husband’s own mother dying of cancer on the other side of the country while he has to sit here, powerless and unable to help. This “baggage” was a beautiful 3 year old little girl named Leayla Grace, who loves you as if you were her mother, which you do not deserve in the slightest. And I’m sorry but pulling in 6 figures a year is not a bad financial situation. Maybe it’s not good enough for you but god dammit you should be thankful that you had someone who makes that kind of money able and willing to care for you no matter what, until the end, through thick and thin. You may not be a strong enough person to deal with other people’s issues and problems and that’s fine, but know this—I am. I know what it means to be loyal, to be true, to be a fucking friend which is what you should be first and foremost before anything else, as that is the base to any good relationship…and you can’t even do that. Who, in their right mind, calls someone’s dying mother “drama”? Or their future husband’s child, who loves you as if you were her own mother, “baggage”? Like I said, it’s incomprehensible to me. If I could some how go back in time and erase you two ever meeting I would do it in a heartbeat. You may have made him the happiest guy in the world for a few years, but you weren’t here when I opened my door and saw the empty look in his eyes. You killed everything he had left inside him and now I’m left to help pick up what should have been your fucking pieces. I don’t know how you sleep at night. I don’t know how you live with yourself. But don’t worry, I got this. I’ll get him through this, and I’ll probably have to get him through his mother’s death because it’s just too much for you. You make me sick. I’ve never met you and I hate you. You never deserved him or his little girl. You pushed your man into another woman’s arms…but they were my arms and I can say that they’re better than yours ever were because within my arms are love and friendship and loyalty. And within my heart there is true love. True love for my family, my family of blood and of those I have chosen. This may be all I have to give but it’s for damn sure better than anything you ever had or will have to give.

Don’t fuck around with my friends, you might be pretty but i’ll kick your pretty little ass

Since you been around honey It feels just like a cloak Has...

Sat, 21 May 2011 06:43:00 -0400

Since you been around honey
It feels just like a cloak
Has been wrapped around me
And nothing can ever go wrong
Since you been around honey
It feels like a thousand stones
Have been lifted off me
I’ve never felt so strong
Nobody knows what they should believe
It could be lies but when I come back home to you
I realize and know the only truth and I’ve got to let you know
Since you come along the troubles in my mind have gone
And I insist on being everything you’ve wanted for so long
Since you been around honey
It feels just like a cloak
Has been wrapped around me
And nothing can ever go wrong
Since you been around honey
It feels like a thousand stones
Have been lifted off me
I’ve never felt so strong
Nobody knows what they should believe
It could be lies but when I come back home to you
I realize and know the only truth and I’ve got to let you know
Since you come along the troubles in my mind have gone
And I insist on being everything you’ve wanted for so long
Since you been around honey
It feels just like a cloak
Has been wrapped around me
And nothing can ever go wrong
Since you been around honey
It feels like a thousand stones
Have been lifted off me
I’ve never felt so strong

story of my fucking life

Sat, 21 May 2011 03:07:18 -0400

story of my fucking life

veganmikey: Always I will miss you, always you. Left to our own...

Sat, 21 May 2011 02:48:38 -0400

veganmikey:

Always I will miss you, always you.

Left to our own devices, preciseness,
We’ve made something indestructible and priceless.
Lightning is the fury. Thunder the obsession.
Hours in between and I’m under the impression.
When I heard your music I tried to dance and fell.
Advancing well, but I don’t have a chance in hell.
Enhance. Excell. The darkest night - I should have been there.
But every time I come close you disappear into thin air.
I walk a mile through broken fields and bandaged woods.
We talk a while. The words are incoherent. I’m damaged goods.
I try to work my way down a list of growing factors
But instead I’m going backwards.
There’s been an accident. Condition stable. Intravenous.
Holding your hand with the kitchen table in between us.
Your perfect hands - I recognize them right away.
Your naked truth that will never see the light of day.
We speak a secret language. Explaining scars,
Birds in the trees, waterfalls and flaming stars.
All the little things that can take my breath away.
Lying to myself, I fake my death today.
(Why am I doing this…)
Leavin’ to stay. Tomorrow - all hail to it.
Blank piece of paper. Bored with a nail through it.
You belong to something else - part of my dreams.
Different story. I’m coming apart at the seams.
The face you want to know and the mask you touch.
I don’t know what’s worse and I ask too much.
Going down on each other and caught in the act.
Up against the wall and shot in the back.
Two rivers. Similarity and other-ness.
Another day in a life that is motherless.
Thorn in the side. Diamonds adorn the sky.
I’m under the impression and I was born to die.

Always I will miss you, always you, T.