Sunday Feb 27, 2005

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The darkness fades, the drinks wear off, the make-up invariably smudges. It's the natural progression of things. But the anger still burns just as deep, and the hurt still fills my lungs so I can't breathe. The tears continue to fall.

Violator on repeat again. Simple and incredibly accurate:

You had something to hide
Should have hidden it, shouldnt you
Now youre not satisfied
With what youre being put through

Its just time to pay the price
For not listening to advice
And deciding in your youth
On the policy of truth

Things could be so different now
It used to be so civilised
You will always wonder how
It could have been if youd only lied

Its too late to change events
Its time to face the consequence
For delivering the proof
In the policy of truth

Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before

Now youre standing there tongue tied
Youd better learn your lesson well
Hide what you have to hide
And tell what you have to tell

Youll see your problems multiplied
If you continually decide
To faithfully pursue
The policy of truth

Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
Never again
Is what you swore
The time before
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thelibra:
smudging makeup is one reason i don't wear it. ever.
foxgemini:
I like the lyrics. Honestly, I think truth is a cold-blooded killer, but I love her ever so dearly, even when she cuts my heart. Truth hurts. And to me there is nothing more important.

So maybe that's why I've been so miserable too? I do hope you're going to be alright, because anyone who will post pictures of the dilldo they bought themselves for Valentine's Day is way too cool to not be alright. All my friends said you were awesome for it. You're cool for other reasons too, that just sticks out for me.

And I know we barely know each other, and all that. I'd come to Brooklyn with a bouquet and a stud if I had the funds, though. Hang in there.

Later,

Tim.

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