|
aaron
|
::
2007 22 January :: 9.43pm
I've had this song stuck in my head all weekend...Red Sky, by Thrice. It's a cool song but damn, I can't get it out...it's starting to irritate me.
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 19 January :: 1.36pm
:: Mood: hollow
I can't believe it.
Robert's dead.
14 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 18 January :: 10.21pm
I'm so tired...I need sleep and I know I probably won't get it.
Oh well.
2 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 17 January :: 11.36pm
You know what's funny? I'm doing all this research on gun control and MAG (mothers against guns) and the NRA have almost identical missions statements. The NRA's is longer, but they both say about the same thing. Just very different wordings.
I had myself a good laugh when I realized that.
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 17 January :: 8.51pm
Responce.
I wish it were.
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 17 January :: 8.51pm
The towers that shoulder your pride,
The words you've written in stone,
Sand will cover them,
Sand will cover you.
The streets that suffer your name,
Your very flesh and your bones,
Sand will cover them,
Sand will cover you.
So put your faith,
In more than steel,
Don't store your treasures up,
With moth and rust,
Where thieves break in and steal.
Pull the fangs,
From out your heel.
O'We live in but a shadow of the real.
Step out from time,
See the dust of nations.
Step out from time,
Hear the stars' ovation.
Saturn will not sleep until,
The sand has made us clean
Still we stack our stones and bury what we can,
But it all will be undone,
And nothing built under the Sun,
Will Ever stand before the endless march of sand.
So put your faith,
In more than steel,
Don't store your treasures up,
With moth and rust,
Where thieves break in and steal.
Pull the fangs,
From out your heel.
O'We live in but a shadow of the real.
So put your faith,
In more than steel,
Don't store your treasures up,
With moth and rust,
Where thieves break in and steal.
Pull the fangs,
From out your heel.
O'we live in but a shadow of the real
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 17 January :: 1.26pm
:: Mood: serene
:: Music: Atlantic, Thrice
Book
I'm done with this whole fear of failure thing. I'm going to step up and just write it. I've been piecing together it's elements for almost two years now. It's time to just sit down and get going.
I just don't know where to start...there's so much I want to say with this, and it feels disorganized no matter how many times I refine it.
Bah.
6 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 17 January :: 9.13am
My band is playing a show on February 15th. It'd be awesome if you guys could come give me emotional support...It's my first show and I'm probably going to butcher everything I do. But in any event, it should be cool. It's at the Loncoln Heights Youth Center off of 29th. I can give you directions if you like.
I don't know who else is playing...but we do this show every year and it's normally pretty good (DINS!!!). Probably not more than $5 to get in.
6 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 16 January :: 12.18am
:: Mood: Amazed/happy
:: Music: Heaven's on it's way
wow...
I just read my entire journal backwards. And now I know...
6 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 15 January :: 10.51pm
:: Mood: tired
God, I want it back...
does anyone else feel like the world has lost it's mystery?
6 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2007 2 January :: 1.41pm
:: Music: Hysteria, Muse
Quote of the new year:
Wake-up, fuck head. Time to live.
1 Burn |
backtalk
|
lillypad
|
::
2006 22 December :: 6.34am
last night was the best night of my life. It would have made more sense in the universe for me to have experienced it with people who could have understood the true greatness of it though. I miss that. i know some people who would have loved it.
We went to the beach when it was raining, but it wasn't scary cause there was no wind and the tide was low, and we went on the swings and swung so high I could see nothing but clouds above me and hear nothing but the waves around me. and the sky was light grey instead of black and it was like a warm crying pillow. And I was so happy and I was flying in the air and it was beautiful. I wish you had been there. every you.
Now my blood is going fast and I haven't slept. I couldn't. And I have to work today. Blegh. But it was worth it.
2 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
aaron
|
::
2006 21 November :: 9.54am
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: The big medley on Michael's computer
...or maybe not.
8 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
Aaron
|
::
2006 25 October :: 9.37pm
:: Mood: Final.
:: Music: The Used
Flags of Dawn
this darkness would
eclipse our will
a cold wind blows
across these hills
a swinging gaze
from a hangman's tree
a crow's nest view
of what's left to see
the light that's formed
of saints return the silence to the snow
still beneath the craters waiting
for this time to grow
so hold on
hold tight
open daylight
we will overcome
so put away your fear
the morning star will soon appear
and bring an end
to this dark night
and we must run if we're to meet the light
watered by the blood of martyrs
blessed and blind as sons and daughters
sleep with one eye open
and live with both eyes shut
so let's find the place where sight begins
and see the things that we saw when our
eyes were bright and wet against the light
and hold on
hold tight
open daylight
we will overcome
open your eyes
over the new sight
fly the flags of dawn
2 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|
lillypad
|
::
2006 12 October :: 1.23pm
I LOVE BROOKE!!!!!!!!!!
do you?
[morethanthree]
3 Burns! |
backtalk
|
|