Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometime...

Sat, 01 Jul 2006 12:07:33 GMT

insight on the future of miami.
there will be a n.e.s.w. 36th St. in the future and everyone will be trying to get there by the palmetto.
second things second.
the dream felt real. almost too real, hence me waking up. but her reason for my 'psychotic'ness was because i was beautiful. conceited? bullshit. that's not close enough to reality. it's the patterns that register in my mind and the words matched up with their meanings that draw a picture quite unlike the one you thought you drew.
happy july. and a happy summer.
-justin

Thu, 02 Mar 2006 05:19:35 GMT

(chris)

Thu, 09 Feb 2006 20:33:27 GMT

well i've been gifted, but you'll never know. i've got special powers beyond your control. if i got problems, well i'll never share. i'll work them out slowly, you won't be there. something within me, i feel it inside. it's serving it's purpose, just along for the ride. better run and hide.

i look towards the heavens, i thank them for gifting me so. for giving me powers beyond your control

Tue, 31 Jan 2006 18:04:34 GMT

Tue, 31 Jan 2006 15:15:10 GMT

I didn’t think you’d show.
You don’t like making entrances alone.
You’ve got a new friend.
He likes to go to movies.
He likes to drink red wine.
Sounds familiar, better hold on tight:
a film school drunk can be so hard to find.

Wed, 25 Jan 2006 23:36:35 GMT

She says "wake up, it's no use pretending"
I'll keep stealing, breathing her.
Birds are leaving over autumn's ending
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard

She says "If I leave before you, darling
Don't you waste me in the ground"
I lay smiling like our sleeping children
One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes round the yard

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 22:30:46 GMT

A clean shave in the morning
And a full beard with no warning
Time has gotten by on alibis and wine
Success is so forbidding
But it makes me think I'm winning
Quiet
Dim the lights
Adopt another lifestyle
You look like David bowie
But you've nothing new to show me
Start another fire
and watch it slowly die

Mon, 12 Dec 2005 17:26:32 GMT

Sorry about that. You caught me with one foot off the merry-go-round tonight.

Sat, 12 Nov 2005 08:06:54 GMT

I started this letter I’m going to send it to Ruba. It will be blessed by her eyes on the gulf coast of
Florida. With her feet in the sand and one hand on her swimsuit, she will recite the prayer of my
pen. Saying, ..time take us forward. Relief from this longing, they can land that plane on my
heart I don’t care just give me November, the warmth of a whisper in the freezing darkness of
my room. But no matter what I would do in an attempt to replace. All the pills that I take trying to
balance my brain. I have seen the curious girl with that look on her face. So surprised she stares
out form her display case.

Mon, 07 Nov 2005 19:57:45 GMT

a little late. and im sorry if you're tired of hurricane pitcures, just keep a constant scroll past my entry if that's the case. otherwise enjoy these bad pictures.

a fence knocked down by such intense winds eases the exploration of a lumber yard that was happily unoccupied during the storm

the calm after the storm

evan by candlelight

Beer Pong by candle/flash light

-justin

Sun, 23 Oct 2005 16:20:19 GMT

I've got this problem.
And it never sleeps even when I do.
And I'm glad that you miss me now that we're through.
And it's late it the game. You got to improve.
And I'm starting to miss you now that we're through.

Wed, 19 Oct 2005 17:40:32 GMT

Monday Night Football? One more day to party before we really begin our week.

Sun, 16 Oct 2005 15:25:35 GMT

the postal service's two tone beat softly rumbles through the car. windows down, smoke around, heading towards town. a party awaits. i've done this a million times, why does it feel so foreign?

Fri, 14 Oct 2005 16:01:04 GMT

This modern love breaks me

This modern love wastes me

Mon, 26 Sep 2005 16:02:29 GMT

saturday night

Sat, 24 Sep 2005 16:51:57 GMT

Don't need a reason to
Do the things that I do
No need to impress you
Just wanna undress you

I really love your shoes
You still kick Kangaroos
And the way you comb your hair
Like it's 1982

Sun, 18 Sep 2005 06:05:34 GMT

i'll march slowly, and i'll never forget, how that white dress feel upon your white neck.
and i'll march slowly, and i'll never forget, how the music stopped and the feel of your breath.

Mon, 29 Aug 2005 05:45:22 GMT

double this drink up into the, tallest glass you got.
you know i aint used to sleeping all, alone.
gonna make it to the moon tonight on a 1 way kamikaze flight.
if i could get so high i'll leave behind my problems,
take em out with the empty bottles.

Sun, 28 Aug 2005 21:02:14 GMT

'hey man, there's no power...'
'fuck it, party anyways, even if we have to do it by candle light!'

Mon, 15 Aug 2005 04:32:20 GMT

pictures that overflow my thoughts for the evening...

dadio's (redlands, florida)

al and marty (bro's 4 life)

bar b q @ al's (sunday ritual)

Wed, 10 Aug 2005 03:53:00 GMT

he looked down and said, "Yeah, I guess."

X

saucing it up. (Miami's Best Pizza.)

alex

Tue, 26 Jul 2005 02:03:55 GMT

And I know she loved me then, I swear to God she did. It was the way she’d bite my lower lip and push her hips against my hips and dig her nails so deep into my skin.

Sun, 24 Jul 2005 14:36:09 GMT

Every time I run away, it's easier to stay.
At the heart, the heart is you in everything I do.

Fri, 22 Jul 2005 04:42:11 GMT

do not give danny marty a sword. pictures have been in slumber for some time. brought a smile to my face when i came across them...

Wed, 22 Jun 2005 14:12:47 GMT

but these are days we dream about when the sunlight paints us gold and this apartment could not be prettier as when we danced up there alone this tv is old, the color is fucked, do you see the difference in the shades? but the green is still close to green, my love
and i believe we are the same and we’ll stay like this, all gold and green the light collects and projects your heart on a movie screen and if you close your eyes we will always be the way we were that night you crawled inside of me and you slept in my blood the way you sleep now the quietest hush has consumed this house