sickness was fixing me some
coughed out my heart on the last stall
now that the damage is done,
I never miss it at all.

        i would be lying if i said that things would never get rough and all
        this cliche motivation, well it could never be enough.  i could just
        stand here  all  night  just trying  t'o convince you but what good
        will that do? my offer stands +'you must choose. thespillcanvas

 you  said  you would be  my dream 
 i   could   have   you    every   night
 and if by morning,  i'd forgotten you
well  no big deal,  that'd  be all  right
'cause you're the reoccuring kind

 lets just drink to get drunk &&
tell each other everything 'cause    
a drunken mind speaks a sober
heart && im willing to spill it <3

 
                                      just keep your voices down
                                      can't you see these other people
                                      trying to sleep in this town
                                      and you still get your thrills from
                                      coffee and pills and complaints
                                      about the noise I make

then i found a broken heart
that dusty, wheezing thng wont start
ill fix it up and watch it grow
and send it to a happy home

keeping tempos with our without our clothes
as we composed what we love to compsoe
do you see the way his eyebrows arch?
imagine what his back can do?

                         imperfection is beauty;madness is genius.
                      & its better to be absolutely ridiculous than
                             absolutely boring. --Marilyn Monroe




   you want the truth about the truth:
                          it hurts ;; so we lie
         & people always turn out to be
     who they promised they wouldn't

knowing is better than wondering,
waking is better than sleeping,
and even the biggest failure,
even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying.
_____ grey's anatomy 
                                   

 && your lips, they don't lie as much
when  they're  pressed  against  mine

so let my hands stray past
that boundary of your back
to get you breathing
& get this started.

"So, I guess we are who we are for a list of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them."

"you just realize who's worth it and who's not.
make sure you hold on to the good ones"

when all my friends have changed...
I'll look to myself, I don't care
i'll make it on my own - Name Taken

                        Its's sunny  with   a   high
                        of 75,   since you took my
                        heavy heart & made it light
                        and it's funny how you find
                        you  enjoy  your  life when
                        you're  happy  to  be alive

           i had a beautiful, beautiful time
          and you have a beautiful beautiful smile
          the way it curls and collapses on your lips
                             when you touch me, i shake like a child
                         its so DISTRACTING. always thinking of you. - Bright Eyes

from the first minute i saw you,
i knew i wanted to fool around with you
- that 70s show

               and you ask me what i want this year
                  and i try to make this  kind & clear
      just a chance that maybe we'll find better days.
           cause i don't need boxes wrapped in strings
                   and desire and love and empty things
      just a chance that maybe we'll find better days

so whisper softly & don't forget to tell me
how you feel in five words or less.

                    my heart will break my ribs
                              if i hold this in
                              i must confess, 
                                i need you

you try to avoid her, fate is in your hands                        
she's smiling, an invitation to the dance                             
   her heart is on the street                                            
now you're falling at her feet                                         
you try to get away but you can't     

there must be an angel, with a smile on her face
when she thought up that i should be with you.

Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver

          as pretty as a car crash
just another modern swinger singing
              "catch me if you can" with
a cigarette in hand and it's love.
                     it's heavy, and it hurts. its love.

   hands are shaking cold
your hands are mine to hold

hopeless love, why did you carve your home in me?
this broken heart is too weak to hold your weight <3

i wish i came with a warning
label me: weak. i'm begging you.
and i'm the best with bad news,
bringing liars to their knees.

&& i don't even trust myself
BUT I LOVE YOU
and you can pull my wings apart
and pin me down under glass
until the end of days.

"I just don't feel the same way i did..."
he's trying to make sense.
he's trying to justify what he's saying and somehow
make it okay.
but all the excuses & all the pity smiles he will give me
from today on...WON'T STOP THE HURT.

"all you need is love" is a lie 'cause
we had love, but we still said goodbye
now we're tired battered fighters.

i never wanted to lose you.
but a cold heart is a dead heart
and it feels like i've been buried alive by love.

and i'm so overwhelmed
everything that rests upon my shoulders fell
i would like to tell anyone who has to depended on me for themselves..
i'm sorry.

Oh, its a picture of perfection
and the postcards gonna read
fuck yeah we can live like this
we can live like this...

I'm writing love letters
TO A LOST BOY
who's too cute for words
with a mind that could
crush a young girl's heart.

and i'd run there  ;
but my knees are weak
and my body needs to be
close to you sometime soon

any moment might be our last.
Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed.
you will never be lovelier than you are now.
we will never be here again.

it's breathing down your neck;
           you know
  you've got to let this go
  you're such a wreck <3
  & now it starts to show

i remember driving in your car
the speed so fast it felt like i was drunk
city lights lay out before us.
your arms felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
and i had a feeling that i belonged.
i had a feeling...i could be somebody.

the things we never said...
but we always knew were right there.
it's got me on my knees in a bathroom
praying to a god i dont even believe in.
"dear jesus, are you listening?
if this is the one chance that really matters...
dont let me fuck this up"

let's talk about spaceships.
or anything.
except you and me
okay?
okay.

she said, if i loved you
and knew that you loved me
i would turn heaven and earth upside down to find you
no, he said. no one loves that much
and yet, if i loved you, i would move mountains
if they kept me from you <3

keep that sweet heart of yours
        beating
    i'll be right here

i traveled east -->
&& i traveled west <--
and i found a boy..
with a heart on his chest
i ran a ground ;;
my ship left to rust
yes, i found a guide
in the city of lust.

things i ask myself, i ask myself
do you know what you're getting yourself into?
i'm getting into you
because you got to me
in a way words can't describe
i'm getting into you
because i've got to be...
you're essential to survive

did i think too far ahead for us?
did i give you a part of me too soon
must i have regrets?
if i lose you i don't think that i could go on
i don't think that i could go on without you
is there more that you have to say?
could you be content just to have me
maybe we'll get through this

have you ever seen someone..
and known that they owned you
before they even spoke.

I HOPE TO GOD.
i mean a little more than the sounds
that escape your tired 4 AM lips