stab_ofom

Mon, 11 Apr 2005 05:10:23 GMT

hahahahahahahaah

hi.

Fri, 11 Feb 2005 03:14:12 GMT

hello.
havent done this in a while.
so ummm.... everything is cool.
except there is a band from jersey that already has our band name.
so thats not too cool.
yup.
see ya.

Tue, 07 Dec 2004 05:21:35 GMT

hey, remember that time when you tried waaayyyy to hard to be someone else and stuff and you looked pathetic?

well you still are.

Thu, 04 Nov 2004 15:01:40 GMT

hey.

Mon, 06 Sep 2004 22:19:39 GMT

this is bullshit and you know it.

Wed, 18 Aug 2004 23:36:55 GMT

math tests are awesome

Sat, 14 Aug 2004 05:40:35 GMT

soooo.... we're still friends, right?

Thu, 12 Aug 2004 02:26:01 GMT

this is so stupid

Sat, 07 Aug 2004 23:32:46 GMT

We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.

Mon, 02 Aug 2004 05:05:26 GMT

that was THE best week of my life.

WHOOOOOOOOOOoooo!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sat, 24 Jul 2004 19:17:54 GMT

i am leaving for california today with justin.
it should be a good time.
if we can somehow have fun in NH. just think of what we can do across the country.

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

heads up california.

Thu, 22 Jul 2004 15:31:43 GMT

t-minus 2 days.

Tue, 20 Jul 2004 04:45:32 GMT

im going to bed.
in less than 5 days, i will be going to california with justinhead.

it should be a good time.

yes.

yaaaaay!

Sun, 18 Jul 2004 23:11:21 GMT

i have decided to bring back the LJ.
what.