it's silly really, this whole existence thing... do you ever lay in bed trying to sleep and just think what's the point of it all? i suppose the fact that there is no point is what makes it all so fun, so limitless. it seems like that right now, but that's probably just my youth shining through. being young and lithe and supple, and full of life and joy. thats what we should all be like, but we will all change, become gnarled and wizened and ugly, and then cease to be. man, that sucks....
frank sinatra rules. then again, all my heroes are dead so why be scared? i like to think that john lennon wasnt scared when he died although he probably was. i would have given anything to know that man..that sounds really stupid. but i would. he was amazing. the days are pretty recently, i think im letting go of him more each day. only baby steps but its happening. gradually. summer will be beautiful. i really think it will be the best one of my life.

Just when I think life's really screwed me over, the phone rings, and it has her name on the caller ID. Her voice alone could kill me if warmth and sweetness were a dagger...don't get me started on the sound of her laughter.
Is this too obsessive for one to be over his/her best friend?...o_O

as I drift through the clouds, like children and candyfloss, I get lost.
Everything gets sticky, everything gets harder and harder the further you go.
One persons candy floss another persons trap. It all balances out doesn’t it? Well that’s what they make you think.
My candy floss just started to taste sweeter. And then I found a fly. A dirty, dead fly.
Nothing can be done about it. All I can do is watch everyone eat their own sweet, tasty, perfect candyfloss. Getting better with every cloud they pull off.
I sometimes wonder, is the candyfloss really worth the 50p we pay for it. When it can so easily be ruined. Or it can rot you.
While you watch others, in their perfection, and sugar sweet happiness.

update on the layout, have a loook ----> here <----

hey im new,

madseason are my newest obssession. they make me giddy

im kimberley and im an english female. im young. this is proberly all teen angst.

hullo
xo

noone ever bloody posts here.

a forest of grey and a sky of deep green
memories in black and white
silver rays from the sun, turn my skin to glitter
thick air and thinning thoughts
drown the future and release the past...

All the people you used to know
leaves falling around you
staring at the familiar beauty
taking in your every feeling,
past, present and future.
sometimes the nights are lonely
without the people you love

still travelling those streets
walking in the snow
another year
another life

then a transparent someone
the friends you used to know
on a street you used to love
the awkward silences
the way you miss them
with heavy melancholy

nothing brings them back
noone can make them smile with you
the way they used to

I wish, I wish, I wish.

He knows man.
We all know, and we all move on.

You just need some parts of it all back
smells, hugs, jokes.
pretty things.
meaningless things.

All alone once again, don’t remember this feeling from the last time.
So empty once again, but this time I'm sure its worse.
Missing you once again, never meant for it to end like this.
Holding you, in my head, don’t want to let you go.
Pretend I’m happier now; don’t want you to know you won.
Want to break down and cry, cant though, must move on.

i think this diary is a neat idea. *smile*
....i'll be back asap!

Today is such a beautiful day. The sun's all vibrant and the air is sharp and it's just gorgeous. A perfect day to put just enough clothes on to keep warm and go out with your best friend for a walk.

elooooooooooooooow, i'll add something reeeal soon

Gonna get back to basics
Guess I'll start it up again
I'm fallin' from the ceiling
You're falling from the sky now and then
Maybe you were shot down in pieces
Maybe I slipped in between
But we were gonna be
the wildest people they ever hoped to see
Just you and me
So why'd you come home to this sleepless town
It's a lifetime commitment
Recovering the satellites
All anybody really wants to know is...
when you gonna come down
Your mother recognizes
all you're desperate displays
and she watches as her babies
drift violently away
'til they see themselves in telescopes
Do you see yourself in me?
We're such crazy babies, little monkey
We're so fucked up, you and me
So why'd you come home
to this faithless town
Where we make a lifetime commitment
to recovering the satellites
and all anybody really wants to know is...
when are you gonna come down
She sees shooting stars and comet tails
She's got heaven in her eyes
She says I don't need to be an angel
But I'm nothing if I'm not this high
But we only stay in orbit
For a moment of time
And then you're everybody's satellite
I wish that you were mine