Friday, August 26, 2011

Moments of the past, came here to find you
Not to relive them, just to remind you

State Run Radio

Sometimes living in a world like this,
it's pretty hard not to go insane.
Not pretty if you don't comply,
pretty easy if you don't complain.


-LF




Thursday, August 18, 2011


I guess I'm just out of luck, I guess I give up.
Rest in peace, my love.
You spoon-fed me lies,
everything we tried to be.
I ate it up like Eminems,
I love the way you lied to me.






-MP

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

AT: "Anything you gotta say Danielle? Anything you wanna share?"
RA: "Well she's sharing a lot of her rear end with us right now."
I find myself looking back at our pictures every now and then. And the countless videos of us that I'd sneakily record without your knowing and I remember trying to hide the smile and giggles of keeping it a secret from you. You were smarter than I remembered you were and you'd always find the blue blinking light from the camera that gave it away.
(I'm working on perfecting my stealthiness, by the way) .
I wonder though. I wonder how you and I ever came to be anyway.
It's still a mystery to me: how we walked our own usual paths, how our paths met and crossed, and how we made a conscious and mutual decision to walk the same path together, a path of our own, but together, for a while, and then decided going our separate ways would be best. I guess it just seems strange to me that at one point in time, we were happily together. We were enough for each other. It's hard now to remember what our shared moments were like. The memories that I have of us are hard to relive, even in my head. It's hard to remember what we were like, how it felt.
You and I, we are no longer alive.
'Us' is dead.
We're just words on pages of a story that ended too soon.