i walk all around the house in nothing but a shirt
i'm not embarrassed to go out, it wouldn't be the first i've looked underneath everything the place is such a mess
there's stuff to do, i must go out, it's probably for the best
i couldn't find my pants today
i think it's probably better that way
i used to dream i was at...
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i'm not embarrassed to go out, it wouldn't be the first i've looked underneath everything the place is such a mess
there's stuff to do, i must go out, it's probably for the best
i couldn't find my pants today
i think it's probably better that way
i used to dream i was at...
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Walk away, I walk the wire
And my fields are burning in the flames
Feel my way, blind in the mire
Struggling from your voice inside my head
But now everything's trying to drag me down
But I'll rip the sky from the ground
But tell me now, who's my saving one
Jesus or a gun
Stripped away my last desire
Nothing comes and nothing's...
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And my fields are burning in the flames
Feel my way, blind in the mire
Struggling from your voice inside my head
But now everything's trying to drag me down
But I'll rip the sky from the ground
But tell me now, who's my saving one
Jesus or a gun
Stripped away my last desire
Nothing comes and nothing's...
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grayblue:
fuel. good call.
Running out of time again where did you go wrong this time?
When your problems overwhelm you, go get drunk it's party time.
Take a quaalude, relax your mind relax your body too Run from your problems but you'll never get away
no one wants you, and you wonder why?
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, your face is...
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When your problems overwhelm you, go get drunk it's party time.
Take a quaalude, relax your mind relax your body too Run from your problems but you'll never get away
no one wants you, and you wonder why?
Sitting there with your mouth full of beer
Your eyes are glazed, your face is...
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jp:
What did you call me????
xxanastasiaxx:
figured out to animated my pictures..come see..xoxo
hee, hee..you said pussy..hee, hee
hee, hee..you said pussy..hee, hee
Today I saw a small child weeping. Perhaps weeping is the wrong word. His mother explained to me that it was not true grief. This was grief, she said, designed to get something. And I thought, have I anything but pretend grief? And I asked myself what I meant, in these daily excretions of pretend grief, to aquire? And I couldn't answer. And I felt...
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jp:
Nice post on Anastacia's journal. Reminded me of that cure sone. "Pictures of you".
xxanastasiaxx:
i've been looking so long at these pictures of
you that i almost believe that they're real i've
been living so long with my pictures of you that
i almost believe that the pictures are all i can
feel
remembering you standing quiet in the rain as
i ran to your heart to be near and we kissed as
the sky fell in holding you close how i always
held close in your fear remembering you
running soft through the night you were
bigger and brighter and wider than snow and
screamed at the make-believe screamed at the
sky and you finally found all your courage to
let it all go
remembering you fallen into my arms crying
for the death of your heart you were stone
white so delicate lost in the cold you were
always so lost in the dark remembering you
how you used to be slow drowned you were
angels so much more than everything oh hold
for the last time then slip away quietly open
my eyes but i never see anything
if only i'd thought of the right words i could
have held on to your heart if only i'd thought of
the right words i wouldn't be breaking apart all
my pictures of you
looking so long at these pictures of you but i
never hold onto your heart looking so long for
the words to be true but always just breaking
apart my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted to more than to never feel the breaking
apart all my pictures of you
I'm going to be quoting the Cure all day now...
you that i almost believe that they're real i've
been living so long with my pictures of you that
i almost believe that the pictures are all i can
feel
remembering you standing quiet in the rain as
i ran to your heart to be near and we kissed as
the sky fell in holding you close how i always
held close in your fear remembering you
running soft through the night you were
bigger and brighter and wider than snow and
screamed at the make-believe screamed at the
sky and you finally found all your courage to
let it all go
remembering you fallen into my arms crying
for the death of your heart you were stone
white so delicate lost in the cold you were
always so lost in the dark remembering you
how you used to be slow drowned you were
angels so much more than everything oh hold
for the last time then slip away quietly open
my eyes but i never see anything
if only i'd thought of the right words i could
have held on to your heart if only i'd thought of
the right words i wouldn't be breaking apart all
my pictures of you
looking so long at these pictures of you but i
never hold onto your heart looking so long for
the words to be true but always just breaking
apart my pictures of you
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted more than to feel you deep in my heart
there was nothing in the world that i ever
wanted to more than to never feel the breaking
apart all my pictures of you
I'm going to be quoting the Cure all day now...
Clean sheets mean a lot,
To a guy who sleeps on the floor.
Well I wanted your love,
and a shelf on your dresser drawer.
You tucked me in,
Stopped my tossing and turning.
But I turned back the covers,
And I saw those sheets are dirty.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.....
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To a guy who sleeps on the floor.
Well I wanted your love,
and a shelf on your dresser drawer.
You tucked me in,
Stopped my tossing and turning.
But I turned back the covers,
And I saw those sheets are dirty.
You know you'll never come clean,
You know it's true.
Those sheets are dirty,
And so are you.....
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supernovice:
Thanks mp... But, unfortunately I can't claim those lyrics. I failed to document my plagerism... That's one of my favorite songs from the punk band "Descendants".
Was just talking to a female friend this morning about ex's and I thought I'd throw it out in a journal entry. The song is called "clean sheets" and it is from the album "Somery".
You're balls on with the interpretation though, exactly the way I feel.
Thanks for the input. Ciao.
Was just talking to a female friend this morning about ex's and I thought I'd throw it out in a journal entry. The song is called "clean sheets" and it is from the album "Somery".
You're balls on with the interpretation though, exactly the way I feel.
Thanks for the input. Ciao.
mpitaji:
d'oh!
Well, I'm listening to the song right now. It really puts the anger into the words.
Well, I'm listening to the song right now. It really puts the anger into the words.
There is the question of who I really am, the tiger or the trainer. Am I this caged pulse, this pacing strength and silence, or do I stand around it, calming it endlessly talking, singing, making whatever noise I can to bring it closer to sleep? Clearly I am the trainer. But there are moments when I put myself to sleep, and then only the...
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demigauge:
dork 
heh heh
heh heh
xxanastasiaxx:
OOOh OOH (waving hand in air) I have a question!! So how fine are U??? LOL...and yes...stay away from the trashy girls...nothing but trouble..
Some guy pushing a petition, a meeting. "You don't know me," I said."I'm an avowed spectator." "Well just come down and watch," he said. "That's just it," I said. "You people aren't satisfied watching - you want to BE the show, and to make this happen you're willing to give up the only thing in the world of any value: free time." In his mind...
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froggy:
that powder shit? that's just great...
you must be airbourne? special forces? what unit/post?
i'm a cook in the 3rd cav at fort carson.
you must be airbourne? special forces? what unit/post?
i'm a cook in the 3rd cav at fort carson.
jp:
Sha la la,
I don't know why but I was just thinking about that poor thing we saw when we were in that "Summer Garden" in Lith. And how we wanted to take a picture of us with her but didn't cuz we figured the girls would leave us there. OMG, TFF. LMAO!
I don't know why but I was just thinking about that poor thing we saw when we were in that "Summer Garden" in Lith. And how we wanted to take a picture of us with her but didn't cuz we figured the girls would leave us there. OMG, TFF. LMAO!
I can't help that she likes the movie I wanna watch with my dreamgirl...
Dood, I am having a crazy day again. Keep getting call after call: You're going here. Uh.. Cancel that, you're going there. My schedule for next week has changed 4 fucking times today and I am not even at work. Think I may unplug my phone and continue on with all my plans.
Why call it a "schedule" if it changes every fucking five minutes, and how can I be on vacation if I can be called into work any moment?
I feel like saying, "look fucker.... I have been eating fish heads and rice and taking a shower out of a bucket for 8 Goddamn months, living with people I suspect want to kill me. Now I am home and I am on VACATION. BUGGER OFF, PUTO!"
Think that would go well with my recent promo. They encourage leaders to be bold and outspoken... LMFAO
Hasta Hermano
xoxo