Friday, December 29, 2006

An unlikely subject.

Just give me one more minute to say my goodbyes.
I don’t want to miss anybody.

I’m getting ready to leave.
Don’t want to countdown the days anymore.

Thanks to all you guys.


Flashbacks.

Monday, December 25, 2006

Please swallow your pride.

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Boredom personified.

Saturday, December 23, 2006

What I believe exists.

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

These are for you,
don't tell a soul.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Messed up feelings. For two days.
I was looking forward to the end but now...

Good things happen. They really do. But it seems like it wasn't good enough.
I keep telling myself that this really is the way things were supposed to turn out but who am I
kidding?

"Have a good weekend."
Thanks. You too.

Please don't tell me that's the last of it.

Monday, December 18, 2006

احلام حره

Saturday, December 16, 2006


Pensive young one.

I've given up, on giving up slowly
I'm blending in, so you won't even know me
Apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention
Is my one last shot at redemption
Cause I know, to live, you must give your life away

And I've been housing all this doubt
And insecurity
And I've been locked inside that house
All the while, you hold the key
And I've been dying to get out
And that might be the death of me
And even though there's no way of knowing
Where to go, I promise I'm going because

I gotta get outta here
I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape

I've given up, on doing this alone now
Cause I've failed and I'm ready to be shown how
You showed me the way, and I'm trying to get there
And this life sentence that I'm serving
I admit that I'm every bit deserving
But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair

Cause I've been housing all this doubt
And insecurity
And I've been locked inside that house
And the while, you hold the key
And I've been dying to get out
And that might be the death of me
And even though there's no way of knowing
Where to go, I promise I'm going because

I gotta get outta here
Cause I'm afraid that this complacency is something I can't shake, yeah
I gotta get outta here
And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape

I am a hostage to my own humanity
Self-detained, and forced to live in this mess I've made
And all I'm asking is for You to do what you can with me
But I can't ask You to give what You already gave

Cause I've been housing all this doubt
And insecurity
And I've been locked inside that house
All the while, you hold the key
And I've been dying to get out
And that might be the death of me
And even though there's no way of knowing
Where to go, I promise I'm going because

I gotta get outta here
I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape

-Relient K
Be My Escape

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

What if I walked like that?
=)


Monday, December 11, 2006

Nice, friendly people make me happy.
I want to remember today for a long time.

Friday, December 08, 2006

"You've been talkin' in your sleep,
Sleepin' in your dreams."

Thursday, December 07, 2006

You're only as sick as the secrets you hold.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

ياكلمتي لفي ولفي الدنيا طولها وعرضها