urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions blueconfessions blueconfessions 2004-01-28T03:21:26Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:3571 2004-01-28T03:21:26Z 2004-01-28T03:21:26Z who really cares who i am <br /><br />obviously i liked something in your journal<br /><br />i'm done with livejournal <br /><br />signing off<br />your captain urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:3083 2003-12-24T04:50:41Z 2003-12-24T04:50:41Z moments. shadows cast along the dashboard of the car. taking back sunday and you make the perfect combination to a great time. i'd tell you your so last summer, but i really want you to be this fall. this winter. this spring... next summer? i want the dreams to be about you, and yours about me. two rings so early on could be a great great promise to each other. i could really see it in the future. how about you? falling, what story are you at? i might as well just stop counting and just think about how lucky i am to have you. my friends are annoyed but i'm falling in love. is it wrong to be so happy? i'm moving on and the past is a leash. but the past doesnt have any power. you know everything and i'm so glad that the slate is clean. the slate is clean and we're the only ones with chalk. poetry isnt the same anymore. its better. romantic? i hope. a blessing? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:2904 2003-12-18T03:43:09Z 2003-12-18T03:43:09Z can i have your attention for just a minute? so i can spill my guts as equally as yours have spilt? hold your tongue and open your ears so you can hear my clearly. please, just sit quiet for a second. let me be as open with you as you are with me. maybe thats impossible for you but i want you to know its what i need. just you, to listen to me. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:2765 2003-12-16T13:35:11Z 2003-12-16T13:35:11Z cutting deeper into the skin before because these thoughts are driving me insane. somewhere i never thought i would be. but now i'm desiring solitary confinement in a warm white padded room. anything that could give me time to think and sleep and breathe by myself.<br /><br />well, i take that back. i'm wondering if more time to think is really what i need. i've been driving myself crazy thinking about the words you say. i quit everything that i loved for you, so why would you want to start up something for me? i might let it slide this time but you listen to me when i say stop.<br /><br />because theres nothing i hate more then a drunk who wants a kiss. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:2337 2003-12-15T03:35:52Z 2003-12-15T03:35:52Z not who you think i am.<br /><br />riddle me this, riddle me that - why would you think that i was fat? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:2239 2003-12-14T05:45:11Z 2003-12-14T05:45:11Z take a look. do you see me smile? its not there and no im not trying to hide it. here just to make you happy when i could be doing so much. holding me down ripping me from what i could become. i'm tired of these routine days and i'm tired of these boring games. will this game ever end, or will i have to get physical to stop you? urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:1792 2003-12-14T03:06:19Z 2003-12-14T03:06:19Z close your eyes<br /><br />and whisper, or the world might hear us praying. you can heal the scars and battle wounds. bandage me up with the hope of dreams. i'll keep your hands warm. i think thats all i can do. beauty never looked so good in pajamas. i must be the beast, and the world knows it. but every word you speak is so kind, and i feel so complete. this is war. war of the heart and i surrender mine to you. its yours. dont be scared of old things. new things. borrowed or blue things, because i'm here. i'm yours and your mine. i want to be the face at the end of the aisle, and i want to be the face in your dreams for the rest of our dreams. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:1554 2003-12-14T01:13:44Z 2003-12-14T01:13:44Z too serious too soon? thats what the sources say. news flash, wake up, its time to realize what you're living for. what your promising. if its not in return then why am i promising? maybe it is and maybe its just the symbol. i hear that its too much like a wedding and i'm kind of hurt. i might have to take it back or some sources say to wait. but putting it in the bottom of the drawer to collect dust could be the sign that thats what our relationship could be.<br /><br />fading. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:1306 2003-12-13T16:56:06Z 2003-12-13T16:56:06Z something so small has created such a big tradegy. such a catastrophe and i'm riding the fence waiting for everyone to join me.<br /><br />this morning i woke up to bad dreams and an aching heart. dreaming the nightmares of hate and pasts forgotten, mixed with the feelings of today.<br /><br />i care about you and i'm waiting for you to come home. its nothing special, but i'm worrying over nothing. waiting for the time on the clock to come to a stop so i can breathe again. <br /><br />if caring for someone is a trophy, consider me the champion. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:1224 2003-12-13T01:03:51Z 2003-12-13T01:03:51Z anonymous could be the truth and it could be the hurt as well.<br /><br />i've been thinking and revealing who i am on this day could just be strange. or anyday for that matter.<br /><br />you're intrigued? count on me for the revolution.<br /><br />spread this journal to all your friends and watch the poems and thoughts flow, if you truly are intrigued.<br /><br />i've picked about 5 people from about 11 different friends lists of random people and youll find out who i am when it rains in the desert.<br /><br />this is me. this is writing and poetry and beautiful arrangements of anything you can find. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:865 2003-12-12T23:48:10Z 2003-12-12T23:48:10Z you're my favorite. something different. something new like a new fresh breath and something shared. to breathe the same oxygen. to breathe in the same things that you do. to smell your scent and play with your hair... i could die for that.<br />i walk through the door in my shining armor. and i your knight or are you mine? totally unbiased. like the waves as they crash against my heart. only my toes are wet but i'm anxious to dive. to be submersed in the beauty of<br /><br />you<br /><br />to look in to your eyes and be able to say "i love you".<br />cliche. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:605 2003-12-12T22:51:43Z 2003-12-12T22:51:43Z and when i woke up this morning i expected the day to be different - i thought that this day would be beautiful and redeeming. like all the rest. but lately its been repetitive. something different then normal, is all today was. i dont like change because change means that someone like you is different<br /><br />bleeding through my shirt all because i slit my wrists and covered it back up with the sweatshirt you gave me. i tied a bandana around it that was red so the colors would mix. you've always wondered why i always wear that, right? and why it always feels cold and wet against your skin. you've been holding hands with a fist that has been covered in blood an hour before. maybe its the pain that i like or maybe its seeing myself bleed<br /><br />i think its just calming. something peaceful and yet chaos altogether. i love watching the blood pour out like its anxious to meet oxygen. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blueconfessions:302 2003-12-12T22:25:53Z 2003-12-12T22:25:53Z living the life that has been planned out for me just isnt enough for my desires and my heart to bear and i need to get out<br /><br />and when anything right now would be a saving grace to this child of boredum. this used to be creative but now i'm tiptoeing around regret and repitition<br /><br />i've been thinking about you and i and this is what comes out. a boy and his notebook. maybe a girl and her notebook. but i know that your eyes tell the lies of the century and i cant wait to expose you.