Wednesday, June 10, 2009

#055


KK010002
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
i like this.

still happy, btw. c:

Monday, June 8, 2009

#054


KK010001
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
for the first time in four months, i am happy.
this is largly due to Margaret for teaching me how to trust,a nd for seth, for being an attractive, nice guy.

thank you, guys.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

#053


whats in your head?
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
life's been busy, i'm sorry.
today sucked, just let me tell you that. in fact, everyday since Saturday has just gotten worse and worse. i'd go into detail, but what it basically amounts to is: i feel used for just a silly little hook up, and have had no confirmation since it. i'm feeling worthless, and rejected, and lacking. i can't get any motivation for anything.
god, i really need something.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

#052


KK010088
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
hey, fuck you buddy. i'm sick of your shit.

#051


:l
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
it's a heart, or a broken heart, depending on how you feel.


but it is a heart, so fuck you.

i'm going to go crawl up somewhere.
merry christmas. :l

Monday, February 23, 2009

#050


skull.
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
i hate this.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

#049


KK010006
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
You told me once i made you smile
we both know damn well i didn't.
I'm not much of a jester
but I'd test poison food for you, your majesty.


i wonder if she talks about me, as much as i talk about her.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

#048


scribble.
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
When they come for me, I'll be sitting at my desk
With a gun in my hand, wearing a bulletproof vest singing
"My, my, my, how the time does fly, when you know you're going to die
By the end of the night." And say "hey".

#047


KK010040
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
So tell me what you think of this one
Tell me what you think of this gun

#046


facelesswords.
Originally uploaded by gothicpotato
So now I'm forging ahead past all the plutocrats who sold me out.
Go sob in your bed. If life is twice as pretty once your dead then send me a card.
I'm still the optimist though it is hard when all you want to be is in a dream.