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Today
I’m sorry for all those words The things that were said They’re out of my elementThere were thoughts I cant adorethey mean less than you mean moreI cant explain myself todayI feel unhappy in the worst kind Unfold me in y… -
There Here
There ive been so happyHere ive been so right There I used belong toHere I just live my life I spend my time reading booksI do think that I loveWith the people I like I’ve been wishing you were with me nowCause I’ve mis… -
School /// Cori's B-Day
I’m actually ecstatic that school started. I have this sudden zeal for school that was never there before. I think it came with getting older and more mature. Another thing is A LOT of the time professors are more intere… -
Old Person in My Life
I dedicated myself to helping you find your pathThe funny thing is, I never got a thing back It wasn’t you who was the only one with problemsIt was just me who was dumb enough to try and solve them And I know that things… -
The next day // good to be home
Alright, enough talking about the weird stuff from the trip. What about the basics? Well, it was great. When I left I thought my mom was about an inch from being on the street. She has done a complete 360 since then. I… -
The Trip
Okay, So I'm going to use this thing for real this time. I'm going to use it however I wish this time. I'll post whatever I feel like writting about. Poetry, Reviews, Thoughts, Feelings, Pictures, whatever! So if someone… -
where i grew up
ive spent time here now ill have to roll with the stones take a few bumps but a rolling stone will land so i'll miss you all wave my five signal my two to the friends ive left i'll miss you too i'll see you in june… -
if i met myself
id like to meet myself skribble some lines down see if my thoughts have chaged wonder around my home looking for things to remember how i was doing then when i hid behind signs smoked peace pipes and lied walking to…
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