it kind of angers me how people say they believe in peace in love just because its a "trend". Because i have real, and deep respect for the people that do. they live against the minds natural instinct to hate, and keep peace for as long as humanly possible. im not going to be so hypocritcal as to say i am one of those people, but i try. but i digress, the reason i despise of this plastic accusation, is because its hollow and fake. just like the holder of these words, it shows the only just sense these words can be forclosed in is in plastic. Why cant we all just live for who we are? if your not willing to change anything in yourself for your "belief" or your "new found glory" then dont preach what your unwilling to practice. Make yourself useful and go back to bee hives haircuts and slitting your wrists. trend whores.

its a good night tonight ...

"We have been together for two years and four months now, we have had our ups and downs but I still love you like I did from the start. Except much greater now. :3 No matter what happens, i'll always be here for you and I will never give up on us! You mean everything to me Samuel. LOVE , your girlfriend.
<3<3<3<3"

i remember when things used to be like that.
so whyd you end it, baby?

I can't imagine all the people that you know
and the places that you go
When the lights are turned down low
and I don't understand all the things you've seen
but I'm slipping in between
You and your big dreams
It's always you
In my big dreams
And you tell me that its over
wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clovers
and your restless
and im naked
you gotta get out
you cant stand to see me shakin
no
could u let me go?
i didnt think so
and youi dont wanna be here in the future
so you say the presants just a pleasant interuption to the past
and you dont wanna look much closer
cause ur afriad to find out all this hope
you had sent into the sky by now had
crashed
and it did
because of me

and then you bring me home
afraid to find out that your alone oh
and im sleeping in your living room
but we dont have much room to live

and i had these dreams in them i learned to play guitar
maybe cross the country
become a rock star
and there was hope in me that I could take you there
but damnit you're so young
well i dont think i care
and if i hurt you
then im sorry
please dont think that this was easy

and then you bring me home
cause we both know what its like to be alone oh
and im dreaming in your living room
but we dont have much room to live

and konstantine is walking down the stairs
doesnt she look good
standing in her underware
and i was thinking
what i was thinkin
we've been drinkin and it doesnt get me anywhere
my konstantine came walking down the stairs
and all that i could do was touch her long blond hair
and ive been thinkin
but it hurts me thinking
that these nights when we were drinking
no they never got us anywhere
no

this is because i can spell confusion with a 'K'
and i can like it
its to dying in anothers arms
and why i had to try it
its to jimmy eat world
and those nights in my car
when the first star you see
may not be a star
im not your star
isnt that what you said
what you thought this song meant

and if this is what it takes
just to lye with my mistakes
and live with what i did to you
all the hell i put you through
i always catch the clock
its 11:11
now you wanna talk
its not hard to dream
you'll always be my konstantine
my konstantine
they'll never hurt you like i do
no they'll never hurt you like i do
no,no,no, no, no, no, no, no

this is to a girl
who got into my head
with all the pretty things she did
hey
ya know
you keep me up in bed
this is to a girl
who got into my head
with all these fucked up things i did
hey
maybe
baby you could keep me up in bed
my konstanine

you spin around me like a dream
we played out on this movie screen
and i said
did u know i missed you(x7)
i miss you

and then you bring me home
and we go to sleep
but this time not alone
and i know
and you'll kiss me in your living room
i know
i know you miss me in your living room
cuz these nights i think
maybe that i miss you in my licing room
but we dont have much room
i said does anybody need that room
because we all need a little more room
to live

my konstantine...

what have you done...
your a worthless piece of shit
you dont deserve love
you dont deserve happiness
you dont deserve this life
you dont deserve every fucking thing you've ever recieved in your entire pathetic fucking life
if it were up to me, you be dead.
but one things for sure. im killing you, you worthless parsona
you defective fucking mask
this is not you.
you know how to have love, how to find happiness.
you'll never fucking be happy
there wont be one person who will ever love you
and thats because your fucking worthless, samuel edward lienau.

before i leave
i just want you to know
you'll always be
my konstantine.

i could piece it all together
if you would just let me
i could show you ever corner
if you would just let me
i could show you forever
if you would just let me.
i could show you forever more
they always told me
if you were mine you'd be mine forever
he took you away from me
and i could never forget her.

titles destroy everything good in the world
you can put together titles, make new ones, dilute and turn them into perversions
but one thing that can never end are feelings
you can destroy or take away a title
but do you think you can destroy feelings just as quickly as you can take away a title?
do you think that when two souls are binded just because there "technically" apart that they are really apart?
no, because one thing missing out of that "technicallity" is that they are still two binded souls.
do you think when a man and a woman leave each other, do wrong by each other, or leave in misunderstanding that there feelings are just over? that there just gone? like dust in the wind or a figment of your imagination?
no, love is a force that is constantly binding. a force that is allways there, a force that cant be classified, catagorized or titled
love is an ever binding being. but a two way street none the less, also not an easy thing. but hell, its worth all the pain.
i do love you.

god, please, if you do exist.
if theres one thing you can do for me, could you please, please just make the tears stop?
just make things quiet
i cant handle this anymore...
what i did in my decision was inexcusable..
i dont deserve this life, when in all my life all ive ever done is taken others lives for granted.
please god, if you are there
help me understand who i am.
i would have never done this, im not me....
and even yet i still continue to destroy the lives of people around me
im a mess, in destress.
god, if you do excist, if theres anything you can do for me
smite me with everything in your being, so this earth can live in peace again.
before i was the center of anyone attention.

enjoys watching imaturity excel into madness. You never took the time to see inside because your afraid to look into the eyes of your faults and break out in tears through my thoughts. Find someone else to pester with your grotesque ego. Set the past behind or keep running blindly shooting off that pretty little mouth of yours. makes no difference in the eyes of madness.
That misshapen billigerant cocky smirk on the heart you wear on your sleeve,
makes me want to bludgeon the sick mind of your fucked up delusions!
make it seem like its my fault, ill put your memories in the fucking ground along with my dead thoughts and feelings
bring me that cast iron sword,
it makes no difference in the mind of madness
make me believe love is a one sided thought of happiness
it was a fucking reaped version of you insane fairy tales anyways.

you dont know this constant insecurity
so break your skin upon my stones
and drown in the river
this place is no more
your god became a sinner

fill you heart with something other than hatred
no longer wasting my time with fucking miscreants like you.
you have no mind to be hated.
out of site out of mind, you only do what you have to
to keep alive, rise above, stay afloat
in this world who never gave a shit about you
they only want what you got to hide
theres fish in the sea waiting to be your slaved accessory
not just me.

forge your frozen heart into something other than jealousy
maybe then you'll find happiness.

when i see people with nice cars and even nicer houses
i dont get jealous, for i am not owned by any possesion.
my life is mine =]

i keep dreaming of things that i know could destroy me
but i also know, there completely possible.
and thats the thing that scares me the most.

I always knew the world could change a person.
sometimes its hardest to take your own advice.
it may have been for the better, or worse.

you seem to have so much faith in us failing. In the end its all about how you make it, if you think nothings going to work out, it wont. You can sit by and let your life run itself with no direction or you can choose where it goes. I cant do this all on my own, i bend and i break and i lose my temper too. You have to have some say, it seems you dont care what happens.
Is this all what you say it is?
one minute i make you happy, the next im the only thing thats making you sad.
Ive always sat by and took blame for things and never minded.
But now it seems your just taking advantage and doing it when its not all my fault.
Some of it is my fault and i can admit that, now can you do the same?
I just wish you could understand things from my point of view, i wasnt trying to make you sad or mad
i just wanted you to see my side, because with out that, were really going nowhere.
but saying the truth just isnt enough, so i tried to show you.
you didnt believe that either. i dont know how else to do it...
hopefully one day you'll understand, and until that day ill always be by your side, just as i always have and just how ive always promised.