Saturday, April 12, 2008

BRAaaaAAggGGH!

It flew.

Again.

In little or no time at all.

My temper.

Pointless justifying it.

I ache so when i type this.

My weakness, my fury.

I'm sorry.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Breakable By Ingrid Michaelson

Have you ever thought about
what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones
and other various parts.

So it's fairly simple
to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle
that makes us confess.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable,
breakable,
breakable
girls and boys.

You fasten my seatbelt
because it is the law.
In your two ton death trap
I finally saw.
A piece of love in your face
that bathed me in regret.
Then you drove me to places
I'll never forget.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable,
breakable,
breakable
girls and boys.