Icicle

Your heart
is cold and snowy
just like this man-made island.

I wouldn't mind
if it was summer forever,
and it never snowed again.

Christian 12:47 am:

"Life rules, but only,
with what makes you happy,
and sometimes
it takes what the majority looks down upon to make one happy.
That's what makes a punk."

"What are you thinking about? You look like you're a million miles away..."

you could keep diggin' down and down, a thousand graves down without turnin' around or finding hell

you find you're digging up again.



i'm going to explode.

everything.

everything would be so much fucking easier if i could forget about you.

There is something about staying up till the sun rises.

This home is not my home anymore.

I'm ready to go back to beverly now.
But I know when I get there,
shit's gonna hit the fan.

Do you ever just get that feeling?

I feel it. I feel it.

A horizon on an endless sea.

So things here on cape are the same as usual.
Nothing interesting...
....nothing satisfying.

Maybe it's just me?
Or is it that everything that happened to me here,
just turned it sour.

do you think of me as often as i think of you?

Missing someone you see almost every day is a killer.

A 48 hour adventure.

not sober, not sleeping, and not stopping.