Below are the 25 most recent journal entries.
i am in morocco
thanks to everyone who came to the show
here are some pictures
Redrum on 6th street
be there or be square
susan and i are playing a show!
please come if you can, this one means a whole lot to me. its our first show together and everything. its at redrum on 6th. doors are at 7:30 and we go on at 8:00
Mood: doin alright
well, well, well
if your going to straylight run on monday or the faint next saturday i wanna know. for serious. and i really never use this thing haha.
this is what i did all day:
happy halloween, i guess
i got a new song up too over at www.purevolume.com/thearrangement
Mood: harvey wallbangers
so, what have i been doing?
i wish i used this but i dont, i guess my point is to go listne to my music: www.purevolume.com/thearrangement
Mood: come and find me
its my birthday
yea thats about it
someone made this:
just got six envelopes of pictures
will of straylight run. hes my buddy.
i think we all know what this is
look hoe freaking long my hair was!
upright bass, that was so cool
god only knows what we were on
this is very interesting.
Play sausage! Who has the longest?
im sorry i dont use this
until i get around to actually updating this
have a nice day yall
Mood: ryan adams-wonderwall
this is very interesting.
like violent lovers love violently
there was a little girl in uniform sucking a popsicle in the middle of a mexican heat in the back of a broken down car
the view will change
she turned to me and said "its so cute how you leave messages on the mirror when you shower"
flicking ashes into the ocean trying to name the stars
leaving marks, we pushed our noses up against the glass and tried to find the horison in the darkness of the sea
closed the blinds to sleep in
had conversations in accents nobody could understand
drew it in pen and took it in ink, sweaty palms pressed together "its almost over, youre doing fine"
just one more hit then well go back, but only if we can make popcorn
hours at a time
sitting on a street corner bathing in carribean sun, well go and get those beers
"play an origional this time" and whatever happened to the bartender
his ex girlfriend painted his guitar to look like an ocean all across the wood
dont get married too soon, okay
can you kids play somewhere else
belican beer, its the best beer on the island
and a rastafarian took the blunt out of his mouth to speak
how many pictures are left on this one
some spanish dance craze
soon enough ill be looking down on the cascades
"id rather be making music than listening to it"
it jingles when you walk
a few margaritas on the catamaran, hopping across the waves
the piano bar drifts across the hall
"main deck" the elevator says calmly
high heels while the boat rocks to the side
no, stand just like that
another appetizer please
he placed the baggie in her hand, ten dollars u.s, chocolate flavour too
no, theres no money left in the bank account
but how much are these in pescos
let me look at your pins
mad dreams from being rocked to sleep by waves, no upside down now
i hagled doen a dollar and then tipped a dollar
i have paper, but do you have a pen
she tore pages out of the bible to write some songs
no, i like these sounds just fine
i updated form study hall
then i doodled
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STOP STEPPING ON MY GODDAMN FEET
my car is fucked
it no drive
this is shitty
peaefully in the mountains
its valentines day and as usual i am alone but i guess having valentines day the day after friday the 13th makes strange things happen
its snowing in texas:
( GIVE ME MORE!Collapse )
im going to blow this place up and still be home in time for corn flakes
i just woke up
that is so pleasant
i said 'poor baby' and she almost started crying
rough and tumble
the real plan b is going to be at sxsw
whats my lesson
fights in my dreams, woke up with bruises
things are shitty and i am lonley as usual
with the exception of that little best friend
whose name rhymes with, yeah, it rhymes with mine
and i guess if your name was sally...
but its not
anyway, im going to stop burdening people with my complaints
logic will break your heart
where does the headache end?
as the not-so-happy-hearts drone
we all dig for gold
crumbs an pieces
so what do i pay?
are we stretched out?
i might try to run
and sail the sewage out to sea
save my blood
and the world
we're never gonna make it through
this sorry joke
oh my god
i am dangerous
and that isnt a joke
there are sides you do not want me to show you
flies on the windscreen
i think i might have strep throat
last night was fun though, my throat hurt so bad i had to drink away the pain...smoke it away too-in all fasions
none the less it was quite nice
i love the friends i have right now, loads
we played the songs i wrote i think well be a band again and use them
i kind of always wanted to mean something
my hair is still gone