people come to see you where you don't wake up...

I come see you in the summer time
don't know if you know I'm there
bring you lots of flowers in the summer time
picture flowers in your hair...

I lay them down
cover the ground
with the colors I remember that you loved
that summer...

hey...

When the sky is falling from above you
And the wind is raging from the coast
And you want someone who truly loves you
I will be the one who loves you the most.

See, when you forgive your imperfections
And you've auctioned all your clothes
And you look to see your true reflection
You will be the one who loves you the most
You will be the one who loves you the most.

just want to let you know this morning that I love you.

dearest love...I see you...

and I'm running out of patience
to be fucking with this now
you better believe me when I say this now
and I'm packing up my night bag
and I'll be on my way
you better find me sometime
when you have more to say.
and I'm running out of patience
to be fucking with you now
you better believe me when I say this now
and I'm packing up my night bag
and I'll be on my way
you better find me sometime
when you have more to say.

I found this AMAZING blog through Waiter Rant. I have been reading it nonstop ever since I found it. she's fantastic. she speaks to me alot. in a way, she's taught me alot about myself, which is odd. and I kinda don't understand it. but I can't get enough of HER. anyway, check it out. she's a lovely lady.

my head hurts tonight.
but I'm listening to Micah P Hinson. and he makes everything better.

I'm running out of patience
and I'll be on my way.

oh.m.g. numero dos

want to find out what's quite possibly better than the last post? hahaha.

badass

oh.m.g.

edit.

I'm grasping for the proper words.
I can't find them.

not for this.
not for this.

you know my heart.
you have a part of it forever.

I looked for you for so long...
everywhere...in reality...
but I finally found you in my dreams.
I finally...found you.
and as I knelt beside your tombstone, I recognized that...
I'd lost you.
again.
and this time, I know...I can't bring you back.

and despair fills me.
because I know I won't.

spare me, help me, remember me, avenge me...

Say how's the weather, so I look out the window
To brighten my soul, but I can't control the rain
That keeps falling
Smile on the outside that never comes in
A comedy, mystery, irony, tragedy
So I scream "let the show begin"

You break me open, turn on the light
Stumble inside with me, with me

Do I entertain you?
Do I preoccupy you with my wit to cover this lie?
Are you mesmerized?
Do you think me faithful, do you think me a clown?
I picked out this shirt, I put on this hat
I wore all this paint just for you.