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[17 Jul 2002|08:13am] i_breatheyou_in PLEASE be redirected this journal isn't in use and all my photography is in the other journal on the bathroom wall

[02 Jun 2002|10:02pm] i guess i was just asking you. to find. me. 2letter(s) left| on the bathroom wall

[27 May 2002|10:08pm] i have 20 journals they are all full i am 19 and 6 months old i find this astounding 1letter(s) left| on the bathroom wall

[26 May 2002|11:08pm] ahhh this journal is lacking in words i know this please be directed to i_breatheyou_in my life is being told through pictures that is all on the bathroom wall

[20 May 2002|07:49pm] god i am so in love with you i hope that you read this just to see that i am the girl that is insanely in love with you and i will be forever and ever and ever and ever you are my heart on the bathroom wall

[20 May 2002|09:15am] words are hard to come by in this other town my tongue has been cut out and rendered useless for being a liar a fool a broken soul paper and pen save me no more plastic on the bathroom wall

[16 May 2002|10:00pm] i run in the mornings when the sun is breaking and the air is cold and i am always running to find you... on the bathroom wall

[14 May 2002|09:25pm] i am beginning again please give me time things are coming soon on the bathroom wall

[10 May 2002|10:21pm] i am here yes with the strings of my soul winding through my body at strange angles and i left this tiny baby bird thing there with you its in your hands (rolling that taste of my tongue,memory envades everything i do, i am a moving memory of us) at nights i go to bed latelatelate and i lay there holding onto a telephone and a teddybear because there is always a chance in the dark i am not waiting for it to come at 332 in the morning because you didn't say it was then but i am always expecting pregnant with waiting with counting the days and the words wishpered in my head like a babybird i left it with you the core of my heart is a small babybird and is new and born everyday it is blind and i am left holding the telephone waiting to catch my breathe on the bathroom wall

[08 May 2002|11:36pm] i am hurting i am clutching my chest like a wounded soldier i wisper i will be brave brave for the both of us and the ache winds tighter and my breathe is becoming like harsh northeern winds and i i_breatheyou_in 1letter(s) left| on the bathroom wall

[08 May 2002|01:18pm] ( she really can swim ) 2letter(s) left| on the bathroom wall

[08 May 2002|01:05pm] so this is the score i've got a secret and its full of dusty photographs and the visual aid of my heart and its a secret can you find me? just words here from now on... find me and i'll open that window again on the bathroom wall

[07 May 2002|08:40pm] the colors are coming back darling on the bathroom wall

[06 May 2002|04:23pm] hmm so i have a religion test (which might as well have been written in latin because those words are alien to me) tomorrow and i must be packed and sound of heart in two days and its hard when your body is rebelling against you making you cry at the thought of not holding his hand for two months thats enough to rip a new hole in my heart 1letter(s) left| on the bathroom wall

[03 May 2002|10:08pm] we must destroy to rebuild let go to believe purely on the bathroom wall

[03 May 2002|08:52pm] top two pictures are taken by love and so are the ones on the post about being in raleigh on the bathroom wall

[03 May 2002|08:24pm] the light of our hearts parallel like twin trains through the night dark like the heart of darkness on the bathroom wall

[03 May 2002|08:21pm] the ghost of the past she says hullo with wounded hands and then she is turning away... turning away on the bathroom wall

[03 May 2002|07:54pm] this lifebook i am leaving behind this life blood in this heart a roadmap of sharp emotions and heat and a lover's knowledge of these streets neon lights of the racetrack on my skin and i suck air full of humidity and the south and honeysuckle like your skin inside my viens streets we've run down for seven years oh lucky seven seven edges to this heart my blood and emotions in the tiretracks of every night i bloomed here between the crawling vines and thickness of lushness in the green spreading heart of grown old tress and houses ancient to me i lived in the attic and bloomed slowly tracks of mistakes along this body and the smell of that house haunts me i bloomed here in blood and emotion and this heart opened and instruments of our emotions playing through eachother you are a witness to the petals falling between the tires running on the bathroom wall

[01 May 2002|04:50pm] colors of love 4letter(s) left| on the bathroom wall

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