My name is Casey

Like Most Revelations

It is the movement that incites the form,
discovered as a downward rapture--yes,
it is the movement that delights the form,
sustained by its own velocity.And yet

it is the movement that delays the form
while darkness slows and encumbers; in fact
it is the movement that betrays the form,
baffled in such toils of ease, until

it is the movement that deceives the form,
beguiling our attention--we supposed
it is the movement that achieves the form.
Were we mistaken? What does it matter if

it is the movement that negates the form?
Even though we give (give up) ourselves
to this mortal process of continuing,
it is the movement that creates the form.

Richard Howard


You turn to me with frozen lips
Your hands are icy cold
Your eyes burn bright against the frostbit sky
You never seemed more lovely than you do tonight
Pale on the horizon,
Like leaves frozen on the snow
Our two shadows merge inseperably
And time stands still as its pierced with cold

The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
I love you

There's a warmth in my heart
That haunts me when you're gone
Mend me to your side,
Never let go
So time knows nothing
We'll never grow cold
The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
I love you
Twilight descends on our silhouette
How soon spring comes
How soon spring forgets
I wanna hold time, say it'll never begin
Old man winter, be our friend
Old man winter, be our friend
The more I live
The more I know
What's simple is true
What's simple is true
I love you
I love you

designed by jo naz

Wednesday, October 06, 2004

 

*bang* i hate boys *bang* i hate brendan *bang* i hate zack *bang* i hate tony *bang*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
ok. now then.

Placebo- "Every You, Every Me"

Sucker love is heaven sent.
You pucker up, our passion's spent.
My hearts a tart, your body's rent.
My body's broken, yours is bent.
Carve your name into my arm.
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Sucker love, a box I choose.
No other box I choose to use.
Another love I would abuse,
No circumstances could excuse.
In the shape of things to come.
Too much poison come undone.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Sucker love is known to swing.
Prone to cling and waste these things.
Pucker up for heavens sake.
There's never been so much at stake.
I serve my head up on a plate.
It's only comfort, calling late.
Cuz there's nothing else to do,
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...heE
very me and every you,
Every Me...he
Like the naked leads the blind.
I know I'm selfish, I'm unkind.
Sucker love I always find,
Someone to bruise and leaves behind.
All alone in space and time.
There's nothing here but what here's mine.
Something borrowed, something blue.
Every me and every you.
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he
Every me and every you,
Every Me...he [x4]

uuuuuggghhh this could not have been a worse day concerning boys. okay. a worse day is possible but i pray that i will never see it.

Email from tony telling me what a horrid person i am- 6am.
Brendan in first period trying to pass notes to me- 8am
Brendan writing on the announcement board that i was a slut- 10am
Zack calling me a slut in front of 4n6- 12 pm
Mr Miller telling me i have "nice balloons"- 2pm
My father being an ass- 4pm

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why am i always the bad person? no, really... why is it always me that fucks everything up? i am a nice girl. i really am. i really try not to hurt people and i am feeling so incredibly guilty right now it's unimaginable. i fuck everything up.

i don't dress provocatively. i don't lead people on. i don't spread rumors... i'm not anything more or less than honest.

why, then.. why? why am i forced to put up with being called a "manipulative little bitch" by tony? why is it okay that he spent 6 months convincing me that i couldn't live without him but I am the bad person for escaping his grasp? Why is it he calls me a tease when I remember him trying to hold me down to the bed?! Why am I so easy to hurt?

Why is it so easy to hold me down to the bed, against the wall? Why is it so easy to try to force yourself on me than blame me for not making it easy.

I have wasted too much of my voice screaming to try to keep myself safe.

Whatever movie they watched in forensics had 2 rape scenes in it. I almost threw up.

going somewhere where i'm safe?

I love you |4:04 PM