| propagandhi - without love... |
[15 Jun 2009|03:21pm] |
All in nature ends in tragedy
and I was the first to finally fade away
from my grandfather’s memories.
How long ‘til the day my memories of him finally fade away?
Dissolving into gray.
Is breathing just the ticking of an unwinding clock?
Counting down the time it takes for you to comprehend the sheer magnitude of
every single precious breath you’ve ever wasted?
I did everything I could.
I bargained with the universe to take my life instead of hers.
But no amount of money, drugs or tears could keep her here.
What purpose did her suffering serve?
Is breathing just the ticking of an unwinding clock?
Counting down the time it takes for you to comprehend the sheer magnitude of
every single precious breath you’ve ever wasted?
So much misery.
So much indifference
to so much suffering.
We can become tempted by appeals to hatred.
But this world ain’t nothing more than what we make of Her.
Revenge ain’t no solution to the inevitable pain
every single one of us must face in losing the kindred spirits in our lives.
Lives so brief, so disappointing, so confusing.
As Cronie slipped away I held her in my arms, reduced to
“Please don’t leave me. What will I do?”
this cosmic sadness, just here to remind you
that without love, breathing is just the ticking of...
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[03 Jun 2009|10:17pm] |
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love, billy. |
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here's to you, saturday boy!
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| some stuff... |
[01 Jun 2009|05:01pm] |
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[26 May 2009|11:41pm] |
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the ringing in my ears. |
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came home for a few days. saw a lot of people ive been missing. hung out with mom, and she gave me a stack of old records of hers. hung out with the sister, the brother in law and the new nephew. didnt get to see everyone i wanted to. saw propagandhi in SLO tonight. and new tomorrow. everyone was in good spirits! already heading home tomorrow. not looking forward to the next few days.
everybody's working for the weekend.
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| LJ entry: 001 |
[18 May 2009|01:10pm] |
so, i no longer have myspace or facebook because they take up too much damn time and i could actually hang out with most people IRL! so they are gone. woo! but i couldnt get rid of livejournal, cause it's too O.G.
going outside now/
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[02 May 2009|12:30am] |
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love, billy |
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in public he's such a man. he's punching at the walls with his bare and bloodied hands. and he's screaming and shouting and acting crazy, but at home he sits alone and cries like a baby. only holding letters, but he can't read them. as he fights this loneliness that you call freedom.
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[30 Jan 2009|01:07am] |
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peel all of your layers off. i want to eat your artichoke heart. no more leaky hose in your brain, and no false starts.
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[22 Jan 2009|10:29am] |
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most of my excitement comes from discovering things in my dreams
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[20 Dec 2008|12:32am] |
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maybe there's more to life than training for death?
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| overwhelming.... |
[03 Aug 2008|12:17pm] |
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i hope i overwhelm ever motherfucker i ever meet from this point on. i want to give older ladies heart-attacks and remind old dudes why they're married in the first place. the fact that you exist is a fucking mystery... get your mind blown mofo
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| LDN and GREECE |
[09 Jun 2008|07:07am] |
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i will be in london in 24 hours... then greece, then london again, then back here. im quite excited.
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| happy birthday |
[10 Jan 2008|10:26pm] |
you'd be 23 today
everyone keep bangin on the system!
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| jakob |
[09 Nov 2007|07:40am] |
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i had a dream that they allowed you to come back once a month for a little while to see everyone. they have records where you are, and you're taking guitar classes again. i got to tell you i miss you. it was sad when you had to leave again, but you told me that you're doin ok. i woke up crying and i cant really stop. it was really good to see you.
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| we die... |
[13 Oct 2007|08:14am] |
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... then we're born again.
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| dreams |
[10 Sep 2007|10:32am] |
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last night was so heart-breaking. nature is so cold and killing comes easliy. last night i dreamt that atascadero and concord was one place, and everything from each that i run to the other to escape was throwing a party for me. an empty swimming pool, faliure and an unrequited love. i just couldnt dance to my mother's disappointment.
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