I'd like to think I'm a hopeless romantic,
but honestly if I had a time machine
I wouldn't go back to you and me.
Dinosaurs.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:58 PM UTC
Johnny Cash said love burns.
Lets swap saliva until it tastes like gasoline
and our lips turn into phosphorus.
All we need is some friction
and we'll be a bonfire in no time.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC
I got the hint
I can solve the puzzle
But I won't walk away a grand prize winner
I've spent too much on vowels
Trying to put "U" and "I" together
Now I'm left with only "Y"
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
I'll stand outside
and blow you kisses
until my lips are chapped
and blood runs down my chin.
So the next time
your cheeks are brushed
by a gust of wind, remember,
my love is a tornado.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:27 PM UTC
I've been tying strings and slamming doors
to get you out of my smile.
Now I'm looking for a set of lips
that taste like novocaine.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:21 PM UTC
When I die,
I request that you steal
my corpse from the morgue
and bury it in a garden
in your backyard.
That way,
even when I'm rotting flesh
I can continue to make
something beautiful for you.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
Let's jump each other's bones in a graveyard.
You can kiss my neck until I transform into a vampire.
I'll **** your brains out while the undead claw open their caskets.
Feb 9, 2014
Feb 9, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
Life is ******** death is God's forte
I would say **** the world but I'm stuck in foreplay
Why do you have to take friends that I had since the fourth grade
Rest in peace Allen Joseph Field
April 4th 1995 - July 7th 2013
Allen, I never would have expected to see so many familiar faces from our graduating class so shortly after we graduated
Honestly I didn't care to see half of them
Allen, I will never get to see your face again
Allen, the day I found out you had died I woke up to a group text from my best friends, missed calls from my mother and the second I stepped out of my doorway my father asked me if I had heard the news
I had, but I didn't believe it
Allen, when I went to work that day I was bagging groceries and saw a customer's eye light up as she realized the woman in front of her was a friend she hadn't seen in a very long time
I will never to run into you at the grocery store
Allen, the last time I saw you and actually talked to you was in a CD aisle at Walmart
You made a joke about how it looked like I was bald because I was wearing a hat and had just gotten a haircut
You made me laugh
Allen, you always made everybody laugh
Allen, I wish we stayed closer through high school
But I still remember freshmen year when we would play Xbox live and you would yell so loud I'd have to take my mic out
Or when we would ride our bikes up and down Black Hall Road and hangout a James' house and his dad would tell us to be quiet because we were all laughing so loud
And before that when you were just a mop of hair and a smile doing the truffle shuffle to make everyone in class crack up
Allen, I remember going to your birthday party one year and your mom owning a ton of Scooby-Doo DVDs
It tears me apart knowing that there is no mystery at the end of this episode that we can't pull the mask off of your ghost and bring you back
Allen, I wanted to say something at your memorial service but I couldn't compose myself
I hope it still means as much now
Allen, I never would have thought the new kid in my fourth grade class that would follow me a Danny around would have such an impact on my life
I never would have thought I would call you a best friend
I never would have thought I would see you go
Allen, everybody knew you loved to drive fast but none of us thought you would take it that far
That you would challenge God to a race in his golden chariot
That you would pass him and take the lead
That he would strike you down and take you from us
Allen, I pray your last seconds on Earth were pure euphoria
I pray you didn't have to feel a thing
Allen, I only believe in angels when I think about you
Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 11:26 AM UTC
Ever have one of those nights where you listen to Johnny Cash's cover of Hurt on repeat while you drive your car into the city and proceed to climb the steps of a parking garage while you try to get your ex girlfriend to answer her phone and when she doesn't you stop sit on the third story railing look down and think maybe if I fell I wouldn't quite die but then she'd have to acknowledge that I still exist.
Ever have one of those nights where you're hanging out on a roof with your friends and you're standing on the edge and you really want to jump but instead you step back and freestyle the bars **** love it ain't a beautiful thing/ it was created by the Devil and all his demons/ and everything's swell til its ******* ending/ then you're slicing through your left wrist's ******* tendons."
Ever have one of those nights where you're in the driver's side back seat and your best friends are filling up the rest of the upholstery and you're having a good time playing "have you evers" and "would you rathers" and **** get's real serious when you friend turns around and says "Jon, do you cut yourself?" and you just feel the tears run down your face a nod you head and they all tell you they love you and they're always there for you and you know that and you've known that.
Ever have one of those nights where you put on one sneaker just so you can stomp on an old disposable razor spend thirty minutes picking off all the plastic pieces and then carve a train track down your forearm in hopes that all your sadness will climb on board a locomotive travel out your veins down your finger tips and crash land on your bathroom floor.
Ever have one of those days where you’re ten years old and no one’s home besides you and your two sisters and you end up getting in a fight over something you can’t quite remember but you end up in your bedroom crying and decide it’s a good idea to take a belt and wrap it around your throat climb onto your dresser and jam the buckle into the slot at the top of your closet door.
Ever have one of those days where you jump
Where your body swings like a pendulum
Where your toes claw at the side of your bureau
Where your sister holds your dead weight until your feet can find a flat familiar surface and you can breathe again
Sometimes I look at myself and think why have my scars healed so seamlessly as if there were never wires strung through my wrists like a marionette manipulated by the hands of hopelessness maybe the last time I drove a razor blade into my forearm the puppeteer made a mistake and severed the strings he had laced deep inside my tendons.
I once filled a bathroom sink with my sadness and walked away I still don’t understand why if Earth is 70% water God allows so many people to be walking aquariums why he gave them leaky faucets and hands that could turn them like a door ****
Do you ever have one of those days where you feel like there are not enough “do not disturb" signs in the universe and you've had this growing curiosity your whole life about who is knocking on the other side.
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 1:27 AM UTC
I'll grow old with you,
hopefully one day I can forget.
Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 12:02 AM UTC