maggiezee

oh, maybe next time
i'll wake up to royalty
or i'll be sailing the high sees

oh, maybe next life
i'll be a prized fighter
or i'll be a glorified reporter

oh, maybe next round
i'll just be better
or i'll see things clearer.







[[[on another thought, i think it's time to alter my appearance. i'm starting to feel stuck in this look.

something needs...
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warm sand and cool water
salty air and a crisp breeze.

the beach was lovely.

don't drink the water.
i'm floating with all my gear, no ships in sight.
i'm thinking i was never meant to scuba dive.

dates and drugs,
car moonroofs and marc jacobs pumps,
sing alongs and siblings,
fake smiles and genuwine hugs.

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i love my brother, and my fake brother. they amaze me on and off stage.


"horseshoes and handgenades sound like a good friday night to me."
~fairplay

oh, i'm talking to myself again
laughing at the jokes you haven't told
and dancing in the rain.

oh, how the weather reflects your mood.

ZIPPO HOT TOUR.
FRIDAY NIGHT @ 8:00, THE VISULITE.
FAIRPLAY. BEST BAND EVER.

i'll be there. come vote for my brother's band in zippo's version of a national battle of the bands.

she slept the day away
much to content in her dreams
to lose it all by waking up

new holes.


i'm up to seven now. whopee!

bound and dangled.

new pics up.

so anyway.


bound and restrained
upside-down
swung around the room.

[[new doors were opened at purgatory. as in bondage doors.]]