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(no subject) [Sep. 19th, 2010|11:12 pm]
wolfheart
yeah, what you said.



judge all you want, we are all going to die. i intend to deserve it.



and to be happy before it happens.
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i stole your lips and put them in my lap [Jul. 5th, 2010|01:38 am]
wolfheart
you can only masturbate so many times in your car before you hit something.

no luck yet.
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(no subject) [Dec. 10th, 2009|07:27 am]
wolfheart
I think I'm hilarious. I only hang out with other people who think I'm hilarious.
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(no subject) [Nov. 7th, 2009|07:37 am]
wolfheart
i dont want anybody anymore.

i'm going to marry the ocean.
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(no subject) [Nov. 7th, 2009|06:55 am]
wolfheart
you need to figure out what the fuck you want
and come get it while i've still got it together.

but i've taught myself well,
the easiest way to learn is the hard way.

so as the highway is my only lover,
she spreads her legs wide for me
and i abide by no time
no speed is too fast for me
motherfucker.
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(no subject) [Nov. 4th, 2009|12:16 am]
wolfheart
The less sense it makes, the more I can relate to it.

I like to refer to this as flawgic. It is a philosophy commonly practiced by those under the influence of psychostimulants. A passive way of putting chaos into perspective.
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(no subject) [Nov. 3rd, 2009|12:48 am]
wolfheart
Hell will always find you no matter where you hide.
And its always easier to hide when you have something to hold on to.
The letting go is the letting in of what was hiding.


All of these patterns never change.
This is why I turn and walk away.
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(no subject) [Nov. 2nd, 2009|04:59 am]
wolfheart
Its like waking up and realizing you're on fire. I became speed queen overnight. A week ago I wouldn't have been able to even imagine staring down this box of sudafed, rubbing my jaw and convinced that I've got a secret that everyone knows and they're just not telling me. Among the finer side of the fire I could see clearly that my interest was purely casual.
Then I got a taste. I might wake up tomorrow with my teeth stuck out my cheek.
The box whispers all sorts of nagging caution and I'm lacking any sort of moral humility to give it much thought. What's done is done, and Ill be disappointed in myself when I run out.
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(no subject) [Oct. 30th, 2009|04:46 am]
wolfheart
Happiness is about finding that one moment where you can be comfortable, where you can stretch your arms and legs as far as they can go and everything you touch knows your name.
If you don't know what I'm talking about, you'll see this someday.
If you know what I'm talking about, you stopped paying attention at 'happiness'.
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(no subject) [Oct. 30th, 2009|04:32 am]
wolfheart
I'm so high I can taste god.
He tastes like the roof of my mouth
And your toothpaste.
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