tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40203769754046441912011-04-21T10:49:40.167-07:00devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.comBlogger101100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-14752003788066087462008-12-27T07:49:00.000-08:002008-12-27T07:57:48.051-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H0Q3NfnK0-o/SVZPqz3KGOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CqRowW7TYiw/s1600-h/100_0072.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_H0Q3NfnK0-o/SVZPqz3KGOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CqRowW7TYiw/s200/100_0072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284498809660512482" /></a><br /><br /><br />i know what you said.<br /><br />we have one chance<br /><br />one single life<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">ONE</span><span style="font-style:italic;">chance.</span><br /><br />lets make it right<br />we will make it right<br /><br />baby, all i need is love, all i need is you<br />this can be great.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-1475200378806608746?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-56094469430670999782008-11-09T21:09:00.000-08:002008-11-09T21:12:46.930-08:00Ive never qutie known that feeling,<br />to love yourself<br />to love who you are<br /><br />Oh how i wish i felt beautiful,<br />deep inside<br /><br />I wish i knew how<br /><br />I wish i knew why...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-5609446943067099978?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-48545190506509731992008-11-03T13:29:00.000-08:002008-11-03T13:31:51.769-08:00I have absolutely nothing to write about.<br /><br />maybe that's a good thing?<br />cause I usually write when I'm sad...<br /><br />wow, life has taken such a turn in the last month... <br />and in a good way<br />"happy" has actually become within reach<br /><br />I really hope thing will stay this way.<br /><br />yeahh<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-4854519050650973199?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-15896260818240279682008-10-26T06:09:00.000-07:002008-10-26T06:15:26.650-07:00do youu know what it is like, to feel this way?<br /><br />colors and coment collide<br />fallin through space,,<br />the wind on my face<br /><br />it howls through the window<br />early morning...<br />can't sleep.<br /><br />hush your voice,<br />stop yelling at eachother...<br />you are giving me a headache<br /><br />I just want to be<br />be with you.<br />because I am me,<br />only when I am next to youu.<br /><br />your hand in mine,<br />catch my tears baby<br />im trying to hold on<br />I don't want the future to dim<br /><br />voices tell me its okay,<br />its right<br /><br />why is it so dark?<br />please sun, turn on your light<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-1589626081824027968?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-77912395644009677382008-10-21T22:45:00.000-07:002008-10-21T22:45:00.323-07:00peeling out,<br />wiping off,, feeling new<br /><br />those are few<br /><br />this is real<br />I can feel it inside me,<br />moving growing<br />warming the temperature of my body<br />its rising<br /><br />my heartbeat quickens,<br />but somehow I have never been more calm<br /><br />I can feel the salt on my face<br />it tastes oh so sweet<br /><br />open this book<br />turn to page 8<br />its never too late<br />to find true love<br /><br />few are some of the lucky few<br /><br />take my shoes,<br />take my shirt<br />I'm giving it all to youu.<br />and while we are at it, <br />ill through in my heart....<br /><br />take me.<br />I want to<br />I will<br />"I do."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-7791239564400967738?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-16414836129885224042008-10-21T19:17:00.000-07:002008-10-21T19:21:36.915-07:00click it<br />read it<br />hold it<br />feel it<br /><br />follow?<br /><br />slower,<br /><br />find it<br />kill it<br />slowly<br />repeat it<br /><br />you matter<br />youre worth it<br />dont forget that,<br />done for get it<br /><br />upwards falling<br />backwards walking<br />singing, loving<br />crawling...crawling<br /><br />piece it<br />glue t<br />rearrange it<br /><br />forge it <br />mold it<br />touch it<br /><strong>hold it.</strong><br /><br />RETURN<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-1641483612988522404?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-36161689533893747792008-10-17T19:50:00.000-07:002008-10-17T19:59:42.127-07:00Pay my debt.<br /><br />I am reckless<br />And stealing what drips from your mouth<br />Feeling glad you called...<br />Moving south?<br />Texas?<br />Remember?<br /><br />I still want to go.<br /><br /><br />She laughed when I told her,<br />you are way to young.<br />But a feeling so right?<br />how can<strong> that</strong> be wrong?<br /><br />I want to give it all to youu,<br />so take this<br />and stand up tall<br />Put a smile on your face,<br />do not let me fall<br /><br /><br />we can carry this together,<br />yet, im sorry you have to<br />I never knew myself like this,,<br />or knew what I would become<br /><br />But being seperate,<br />is being in half<br />You make me whole.<br />yes, i will.<br /><br />just ask me,<br />i promise the answer is yes<br />we can make it through,<br /><em>I am madly in love with youu.</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-3616168953389374779?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-2163427685813760362008-10-16T09:51:00.000-07:002008-10-16T10:04:38.488-07:00Its been awhile, but thats going to change...<br /><br />Keep coming back to read if you have nothing better to do :)<br /><br />I really have no idea what this is going to turn into, but i intend on commiting to posting at least once a week.<br /><br /><br /><br />Im kind of broken,<br />And ive been really pale lately<br />My car is a mess<br />And i forgot how to take a shower.<br /><br />Something got ahold of me i spose... and decided to tear a few things up inside<br />Its apparent the people who care<br />I need sugar.<br /><br />I can bet you never realized how blue my fingers are,<br />The crying is all just a cover-up.<br />Heights, they never used to scare me<br /><br />Art is the only place that I feel at home.<br /><br />I hope someday we can make it to Texas,<br />i just wish i knew when that was...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-216342768581376036?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-15795686603475861122008-01-25T12:04:00.000-08:002008-01-25T12:08:41.233-08:00why is it that we struggle to breath, even though we have the choice to step outside? <br />As the sounds fade away and turn to the corner, I wonder what this will mean to me down the road<br />and what it says to everyone else<br />does anyone honestly even care?<br />does he still think about me as he lays down to sleep?<br />the words that he spoke, i try to inravel<br />to understand to be clear for once.<br />i need a helping hand<br />i need a vision, a light a clear path ahead<br />i want you<br />and really i need you too<br />so lets just start all over, and forget the years of bad memories and mistakes<br />i want another chance<br />but how do i tell you? <br />i guess for now i just wait. and struggle to take a deep breath.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-1579568660347586112?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4020376975404644191.post-71568730391438533662008-01-19T07:29:00.000-08:002008-01-19T07:31:14.649-08:00As I look out this window<br />I see your face,<br />And struggle to ignore this hate<br />Honestly? I thought you were the one<br />Gun to my head<br />And head to gun<br />What do you think of this?<br /><br />Nothing makes sense in this room of shit<br />You looked so good sitting there with your collared shirt and suspenders<br />"Don't play with matches" you say<br />Who me? No way<br />The fire is long gone anyways,<br />All that is here is your drawer filled to the brim with drugs and this gun<br />Too desperate?<br />I think not<br />I remember how it looked,<br />Love<br />But its fading like the fake thing they call a world<br /><br />Its lost its touch, its softness<br />Grapes of wrath<br />My heart?<br />All I have left is half<br />Spinning<br />Twirling<br />Singing<br />Taking<br /><br />Davey boy you make me sick<br />The red and the green start to blend together<br />To a color like that thing you found on the side of the road<br />Does this make sense?<br />Good.<br />I didn't think you had the capacity to understand anyways<br /><br />You failed the test<br />"F"<br />U<br />Its over <br />Its gone<br />I'm gone<br />For long, for good.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4020376975404644191-7156873039143853366?l=tobebroken.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>devynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12989119580330181269noreply@blogger.com0