March 28, 2004

09:20 PM

9:20 PM

i lost control of the car we were driving twenty miles back. with the tires spinning and sliding, i tilted my forehead back. i inhaled the late afternoon air as it was slowly morphing into night, screamed out into the horrorizon as i slowly lost sight of the road as we peeled away from everything we knew and drove through desert paradust where i found the truth in you. we’re hanging from an ominous height now, over water rushing fast. i knew we could(n’t) do this right, i knew we would(n’t) last. we’re hanging over our oncoming fate and one shift to the right will seal it. and yet despite the coming crash and the past we can’t forget, still you rock my heart deep to it’s core. oh my darling, don’t you feel it?

the only way out of this is to go down in flames. but we can’t let it end that way. i know you won’t let me slip away.

two a.m.

March 29, 2004

“i found the truth in you” ^^loved this.

i loved that alot.amazing talent, hunxoxo;

coffee cracked lips

ouch. ryn: Bright Eyes…they are amazing and if you have not heard any of Conor Oberst songs then you must ASAP.

blueskytie

this was dazzling. wow. hang in there~~

this is war

gorgeous.my favorite of your writing.x.

this was one of the most unique things i’ve read; i love it.i can’t even say what exactly it was.and your diary is also unique and yes. you are just insanely GOOD.<3

“we’re hanging over our oncoming fate and one shift to the right will seal it.” beautiful. thank you so much for your ever so wonderful note. it means more than you could ever know to me. take care. love love love, dana.

why thank you,i do hope yourspring break is allcracked up as itis supposed to be ;Ptake care my darling,you are ohso gorgeous

one of the better rhyming prose i’ve seen. bravo! -Liz

re: why yes, i do know that song, darling.it also reminds me of the retro song’la la la la lola’xox

a way out.

March 30, 2004

sigh. i want to peel away from everything i know.seems so much better that way.xo;

i begin.

stunning.

hey jealousy,

oh darling,beautiful, made the breathcatch in my throat,

i'll be your heroin

ryn; you’re not the only one hoping for a miracle.ox

give up the ghost.

I feel it,{pretty diary}+/-

inconsistent...

i thought your diary looked familiar,you’ve left a note before.but wow, your writing blew me away.sat words = death to us all.i don’t know what usurp meand and i have a feelingi’ll probably never use it.x

volatile.

March 31, 2004

phoenix-rise from the ashes after you’ve burned.

meadowlark.

i have fallen in love with your words.xx.

A Postmodern Heroine

April 1, 2004

You have complete control of your words.I love it. I want it.