neutral milk hotel

Come to think of it i'm like one of those remote controls you buy, with every button except rewind.i cant ever get the right words to the right people.crying is not as pretty as it looks like in the movies.breath in the air-everything about you right now reminds me that i am all alone in this melodramatic state of mind.and how terrible i am because of the thoughts that run through my head.like i'm pretty sure i could get some sleep if you were dead and gone.but not in a "drop dead" kind of way, more like you couldn't screw with my head anymore.sit here and stare at the television because that's what i'm supposed to do.sit and watch your tragic plans in the making because that's what i'm supposed to do.always in search for that platonic happiness that is so far away yet so close to me.i sometimes forget to care.and i just want to write a story or a song that makes everyone forget their troubles but i'm not too sure that i have it in me to actually do that .perplex my indecentcies cause you like pointing out my flaws. Lamenting over the choices i've made, the things i'm not, the things i could be, the things i could've been.hot spots become colder by the day.this race is rigged its all planned out with their distorted idea of poise and grace.yeah but to me its more like poisoned race.i just want one person to know me completely before its over. everyone loves an underdog. its a shame nobody notices them or gives a care. things will get better.i hope.wishful thinking never helped anyone but hell, it keeps them alive.

guitar hero on projector = heaven on a plate

six feet under the stars

And like a bad movie, I'll drop a line
Fall in the grave
I've been digging myself
But there's room for two
Six feet under the stars

hum along

Dear gerard way,
you are a genius.

best comic book ever.

best plot ever.

best artwork ever.

im glad i found it again

:)

you say you want a revolution

dear mom,
get well soon

the girls a straight up hustler

there once was a bird named lunchbox and he was the bestest bird in the world he was in a gang called the bloodhounds and they jumped random clocks that dared to cross their ways. His hobbies included walking keyboards on the cement with his twizzlers leashes that he gobbled up on tuesdays. One day as he was walking his keyboard he ran into a pizza tree and immediatly fell into a coma. The next day he awoke in a luscious rainforest. there were polkadotted firehoses flying around as well as thos darn tap faucets. thats where he met the duck leader named sir nylejoc. they became best friends and they ate their way into the waterfalls where the pancakes bathed. the chocolate chairs didnt really like lunchbox so they threw dogs at him that smelled like boxes.Everybody like lunchbox he was a spunky sorta character. One day however as he was walking he fell into a pit where he landed on a hoard of marshmallow camels. They were certainly not please with lunchbox and they all sat on him and threw icecream shoes at him. Lunchbox was quite angry and ate all the camels and he entered their magical cave of unexplainable wonders where he met zoomzoom the magical purple dinosaur who was eating calculator and what not at the moment. The dinosaur was happy to see lunchbox and offered him a roof along with some electrical coards that exploded seashells but lunchbox was scared so he tried to fly away. just then megatron came out of nowhere and stole his pink high heels. Lunchbox was very scared so he kidnapped the dinosaur and put him into his kangaroo pouch located on his door. before lunchbox knew it he was at home safe and sound along with his eggshelled friends. He promised himself that he would never eat sand from africa or drink ink and he lived happily ever after.

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blogs are stupid

they say you want a war? you got a war, but who are you fighting for?

alright then,I'm so sick of all of this right now, why is it that I'm always some form of relapse for you? Oh right cause I'm your "best friend" right? yeah right, that's totally my role right? You're asking me for my help asking to comfort you yet again. I always end up doing it anyways and I guess I always will, even if it kills me. I guess. I basically got in trouble for you the other day. At first I thought it was worth it, cause it worked out for a while at least. Now I'm thinking what’s the point now if were in this argument. All of that hopeless effort for nothing as well as all that scolding and getting yelled at was for nothing. I went through that just for you, both of you. I put both of you before me. Biggest mistake ever .I feel like crying right now because you're just basically using me, asking me to help you again and whats the point if you don't help me back. I messaged you the other day to tell you about my day cause for once in my life something went right. No, you told me not to talk to you cause you were "mad". I even asked you what was wrong but you told me you didn't want to talk about it. yeah so much for best friends. thanks for ditching me for him. cause that's totally what friends do eh. I hope it dawns on you that things wont fix themselves and if you want to be friends again a simple "I'm sorry" would be nice. Imagine if I was feeling really down like i usually feel. you wouldn't be there to help me because you're so caught up with yourself. There are only a few people I can trust and you're one of them, at least I think so. Know what bothers me the most? The fact that you message me all the time with "sad faces" and you won't tell me whats wrong "I'm sure you can figure it out." is definatly not an answer. I talked to Aubree about this and shes right. I should help myself before others. Maybe i will, most likely not though. I'm stupid.I'm sick of holding everything together. i don't know what to do anymore. One more problem to add to my already messed up life. Both of you don't care half as much for me"we're here for you if you need to talk."where are both of you now?and you can tell at how low I've gotten writing about this in a stupid blog.

I live to let you shine.