

A Late NightTonight, I am a man with a notebook hoping to change his world. But I am past the point where hopeless words and silly songs will move me somewhere new. The wind in those sails died long ago, leaving a small wooden boat paddling to any shore it can find. Just because I can say anything doesn't mean I have anything to say.A Late Night
freedom of the heart: slavery to the mind and defeat to the soul
Am I beautiful Or am I a man with a notebook and no words?


I Was Just Wondering...If you "took the fall" Then why am I unable to stand on my ownI Was Just Wondering...
Are we trying to make new progress or are we moving just to move
I said all that came to my mind. Why do I still feel unsatisfied
Life gave us apples so why did we throw them away to look for lemons


The VisitTrees cast as buildings reach for the sky, a ladder to heaven climbed by masses waiting for hell. l. I catch my breath as you take me through the streets, showing me what you have learned to call "Home", and what I have learned to call "Away". Ahead we find an island of land surrounded by rivers of traffic and people, cut out as a safe haven from all things grey and all things dying.The Visit
wicked winter wind pick up the leaves, clear the snow move them to the trees
The melting stream calls out a lullaby of white noise. Flirting with the edge of the sidewalk, we stumble towards the dark
| Call me Jeff, honestly. I'm a student at Indiana University, currently studying Informatics (Computer Stuff) with a focus in Psychology. I would hope that will help me later in life to specialize in Human-Computer Interaction and Design, but who cares about the future anyway? I was a Web Designer, then moved to photography, moved accounts, tried literature, moved back to photography, and moved to literature again. Who knows where I'll end up. I've written music that whole time, and am working on an album that should be finished by this summer (edit 8/12 oh manz album is pushed back, keep your pants on unless you're into that). |
we can be bad seeds together, only you'll be the REALLY bad one and i will be your adorable minion. deal?
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"I love you more than my own skin." -- Frida Kahlo
How are you? C:
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"I love you more than my own skin." -- Frida Kahlo
School'll be out here on the 22nd of May. D:
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"I love you more than my own skin." -- Frida Kahlo
2. I could've sworn I was watching you before.
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The Stig
Customer Service Representative
Community Operations, deviantART, Inc.
2. I honestly thought you were too! That's why I was confused when I saw you were watching me again
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DAMMIT - `AxD
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