emily

Anytime...you're luminous and strong...I know you'll come out on top...

CANDY AND THE PIXIES!!! Ok... work is never cool like that for me!!!

=) Your the first person that came to mind!

what hte heck is comign in the mail that is so important? I'm wiating on some cd's personally, I hope they come before I move, that would suck.

Nothing makes waking up easier than talking to a pretty girl...

My heart is broke, but I have some glue

I just saw MM live the other day and I was so mad to see so many spoiled teenagers refusing to get into the live music. they jus sit there with their hands in their pockets and expect to be rocked out. Don't people understand that a live show is equal parts what you give in and what you get out? the band's not going to give their all if you can't muster more than a few claps and a slight "woo" after a rock song. poop on all of the lame people at that show sitting and laying on the damned cement on their expensive beach sheets while others mildly tried to get into a rock concert aorund them, getng all mad that we were "like, totally stepping on them" get the hell off the ground, it's a concert!
-Argh,
Dave

some'thing' sat on my face
tried to hit it
but then it was my own ignorance
that blinded me

i punched me so hard
lights went out
when i awoke
i knew i had to do something about it

I miss you when you're around....

*sigh* So sad. I know that feeling.

Sorry, missed you again. Hope that you are doing better. Good luck at work tonight. =)

hey emmy, no icq today
but hey
still love ya

=)
hehe

Hope things get better for you soon! ;-)

you are all sooo adorable,.. i don't know what the hell happened, but you are here, beautiful, funny as hell, and always ready for a good time...so many dreamy eyes....so little time...

p.s. i have know idea what i just wrote since i'm a bit fucked up after work...but i'm new here...howdy... =) ...i would have a profile, but the two times i've tried have failed right after i tapped the submit button...but i would like you to know that you're not alone...that even this stranger writing from some unknown keyboard cares about you... and would just simply hold you if that was all you needed...or, hell, kick the fucking crap out of whoever hurt you ;> ...

Ok, time for Brokeass Poetry Theatre starring Joe:

Distant glow obscured by dust
Never touched but which I trust
How I hope the air will clear
And let me see you standing near

Hopefully that wasn't too lame. Mind you, I have written exactly ZERO peoms worth shit in my life.
But this one formed almost perfectly in my head driving home...what does that mean? Anything?

in my eyes and in my thoughts
you are always there
gone from this earth
-who did ever care-
the flood in my eyes
reflects the mourning
and you tell me not to cry


i'm just so happy with you