november twenty ninth - oceans above us
november twenty seventh - ...because you were dead. you were staring staight up at the sun.
november twenty fourth - tomorrow i will forget you, and everything will be the same
november twenty second - tears have run for so long that i have gotten used to the taste
november twenty two - the game of who needs who the worst
november twenty - it is eight fifty on november twenty. i wish it was one fourty five on november twenty one.
november nineteenth - if you know what i mean
november eighteenth - until we meet
november sixteenth - i don't even think it's in the dictionary
november sixteenth - hopefully tomorrow will be better
november thirteen - the scars on my hands seem to be constant reminders of things i can't remember
november eleventh - everything will be perfect then
november eleventh - everyone just lies to me
november tenth - this feeling used to pass but seems like it's every day and every night now
november tenth - still havn't thought of a title
november ninth - the soft sound of acoustic strokes my soul in the slightest way
october eighth - now all that anyone is listening for are the mistakes
november sixth - this weather has me wanting love more tangible, something i can hold because it's getting cold
october fifth - the truth is all that i am is a passing event that will be forgotten
november fourth - home movies.
november third - the wind outside is biting
november first - existing seems hard to do
july twothousand+four
may-june twothousand+four
april twothousand+four
march twothousand+four
february twothousand+four
january twothousand+four
december twothousand+three
november twothousand+three
october twothousand+three
september twothousand+three
august twothousand+three
