The fake thing we sometimes pray for. →
Jon Acuff, you know me too well.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-9-25) →
Dustin Kensrue (9) The Avett Brothers (8) mewithoutYou (7) NEEDTOBREATHE (6) Givers (5) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Let’s have an adventure, You and me Let’s go somewhere And see what we can see.
“Oh it’s true I’d do anything to have you back, So long as I can return with my pride in tact” Oh the look upon Your face as an answer You return “You’ve still got a lot of lessons left to learn, Because without humility, you will never yearn; Don’t you see, my son, that’s what you must learn, Until I AM all you have, all else, yes, everything, must burn. We’ll gather all the ashes, and...
Four Lines (#9? #10?)
I love you I love you I love And don’t you dare believe any different Nothing in your ways could ever undo What’s unconditional like a mother with her infant.
I want to see what you look like To touch you, to feel you, to know you I’ve seen your picture, but I don’t believe it You’re so much more.
My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2011-9-11) →
Mat Kearney (25) Archers of Loaf (20) As Cities Burn (9) MeWithoutYou (5) The Avett Brothers (5) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
Yesterday I learned to accept His peace. Today I learned to embrace His joy. Tomorrow is not promised, but if there is one, it will be His.
Four Lines (to Freedom)
I’m almost free. Almost who I want to be, Like my eyes have been opened For the first time to truly see.
I forgot how to feel. Now, I remember, and I recall why I went numb. Numb is easy. Numb doesn’t hurt. Numb is content to stay numb. I’ve come out of my coma, awakened by a bright and shining light. Now the light is blinding me, and it’s all I can do not to go back to sleep. But numb doesn’t get me anywhere… and right now, I need to be anywhere but here.
Words About a Girl
She wants a minivan, she wants a motorcycle She’ll have both and never let them idle She’s a heartbreaker, she’s the girl next door She’s the only one you want, but she’ll leave you wanting more She’s the girl of your dreams, but her heart’s set to freeze Love her if you dare, but it’ll bring you to your knees.
I’m not sure where I went wrong, All I know is I stopped singing your song I kept repeating the words, but I lost the melody I lost the rhythm. I lost track of your voice. I tried to take the lead but I was designed to harmonize I went off key and learned what I was never meant to be I need to hear you once more Sing loud so I can hear nothing else Just your song, the waves permeating my soul Make...
About missing someone.
So much so that it borders on absurd. I would happily walk the thousands of miles I flew last time. No, I wouldn’t walk them, I would run them. Those cities are calling me and the wilderness it taunts me. I know what I want, and for that I’ve been placed in a straight jacket, Isolation therapy. Cross my heart but hope we don’t die, Before we get another chance to try. (c)2011
Anonymous asked: Which part of the Oreo do you like better, the cookie or the cream?
The Tangential: Types of Urban Bicyclists →
thetangential: The hot girl/guy. It’s unclear where exactly this person is going, or why he/she is on a bike. Rides slowly around town, often with a wingman/woman, looking apathetic and ridiculously sexy in a tight shirt and short shorts. Hair styled to look best at 8 MPH. Signature accessory: Ray-Bans. …
thesearethethingsunseen: I miss your presence in my life. Your love in my lungs, your truth on my lips, and your smile on my face.
I once had a taste of everything I ever wanted. Now, nothing else will satisfy.