Look at the pictures you've gotten They're like signals from oncoming cars We're covered and caked from the last time I know it sounds weird, we collect it in jars 'Cause that's just the place that I wannabe The Watchmen: All uncovered.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

i want them out of my house
fucked up, i know
i never claimed to be social
my true heart
loves best
with no distractions

play music
play video games
play with my head

i spent this afternoon reading old thoughts,
reading about old memories
my words told me nothing new, this time
it's no big surprise my heart is in pieces.

The day after Valentines
and I just want to be alone

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