And just like that routine washes back over me. I'm trying to explain something to you, something that's bothering me, something I need help with and you're plucking at that guitar while I talk. The strap is around your neck and you're holding it as I attempt to explain something to you with which I need your "design expertise". I want to smash the thing....
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So you picked up your guitar tonight and this time I didn't sit in a different room. I watched you and listened to you again. And no, it's not the same. You're better and somewhere in all these years, I hadn't noticed. And you told me about music and I was laughing so hard I fell off of the bed. There is so much I...
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Ramblings:
You almost ran over a groundhog and watched in devastation as it searched for a safe place to rest. My heart hurt because you are that sensitive.
Genuinely and truly.
I told you we would change, that I would change and I have. You have. You are a striking man. I never tell you this. Absolutely beautiful. Physically, a tall, lithe partner. Your pale...
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You almost ran over a groundhog and watched in devastation as it searched for a safe place to rest. My heart hurt because you are that sensitive.
Genuinely and truly.
I told you we would change, that I would change and I have. You have. You are a striking man. I never tell you this. Absolutely beautiful. Physically, a tall, lithe partner. Your pale...
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monsvalentine:
After reading what you wrote... I thought I would share some lyrics I co-wrote ages ago.
There ought to be a town somewhere named for how I feel
Yeah I could be the mayor down there and say Welcome to Sorryville
It wouldnt be on a map no where, you might say that it dont exist
But if you make enough wrong turns, Itd be hard to miss.
There ought to a bridge somewhere they could dedicate to me.
I'd probably come to the ceremony with a can of gasoline.
Walk on over to the other side, where I'd light a match.
Sit and stare through the smoke and flames and wonder how I'm gonna get back.
Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way or am I self made fool?
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark.
I need your love but I break your heart.
And I know the words thatll bring you back.
But I dont say nothing as I watch you pack.
I had to work to become the jerk I've come to be.
It aint easy being me.
There oughta be a side show act for freaks like me.
I could be the star of the show with my name on the marquee.
In a room with a big red button that says danger do not touch.
Twice a day I'd mash it down and you can watch me self-destruct.
Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way or am I self made fool?
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark.
I need your love but I break your heart.
And I know the words that will bring you back.
But I dont say nothing as I watch you pack.
I had to work to become the jerk Ive come to be
It aint easy being me.
[Edited on May 07, 2006 9:45PM]
There ought to be a town somewhere named for how I feel
Yeah I could be the mayor down there and say Welcome to Sorryville
It wouldnt be on a map no where, you might say that it dont exist
But if you make enough wrong turns, Itd be hard to miss.
There ought to a bridge somewhere they could dedicate to me.
I'd probably come to the ceremony with a can of gasoline.
Walk on over to the other side, where I'd light a match.
Sit and stare through the smoke and flames and wonder how I'm gonna get back.
Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way or am I self made fool?
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark.
I need your love but I break your heart.
And I know the words thatll bring you back.
But I dont say nothing as I watch you pack.
I had to work to become the jerk I've come to be.
It aint easy being me.
There oughta be a side show act for freaks like me.
I could be the star of the show with my name on the marquee.
In a room with a big red button that says danger do not touch.
Twice a day I'd mash it down and you can watch me self-destruct.
Why do I do the things I do?
Was I born this way or am I self made fool?
I shoot the lights and I curse the dark.
I need your love but I break your heart.
And I know the words that will bring you back.
But I dont say nothing as I watch you pack.
I had to work to become the jerk Ive come to be
It aint easy being me.
[Edited on May 07, 2006 9:45PM]
huck:
this is really powerful stuff. autobiographical?
I am really at a crossroads in my life and I'm struggling to make decisions. There isn't really anyone to ask for advice. "Everyone's got an angle." (Irving Berlin) I don't know what I am to do. I'm looking for signs. I'm not looking for the easy way out - I'm looking for the right way out but I still don't know up, left, sideways,...
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8 weeks until graduation and counting........I got another tattoo. I'm done, I'm done for a while. I got my nostril re-pierced again. 
Slow Friday night, cup of tea, pile of poetry, some movies.
Slow Friday night, cup of tea, pile of poetry, some movies.11 weeks and counting....off to eat a tiny sliver of b-day cake.
deadman69:
are talking about graduation?im so confused...
gitta:
happy birthday Aries.
Sometimes I wake up and I don't know who you are. Really. You have this past with these friends I don't know and I think you are the one in the disguise.
12 weeks to graduation.
It's all downhill from here.
I have got to make it.
I'm going to slink down and become a little less prolific while I ride this out until the...
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12 weeks to graduation.
It's all downhill from here.
I have got to make it.
I'm going to slink down and become a little less prolific while I ride this out until the...
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Something terrible happens when you reconnect with people - you remember why you disconnected in the first place. Maybe some of them are arrogant and pretentious. Maybe some of them are lackluster. Maybe others remind you of your own shortcoming and the personal sell-outs. Whatever it is, the act of reconnecting is bittersweet. Remember, people part for a reason. There's a reason phone calls and...
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My hair is white blonde now. That's all I got.
deadman69:
mines faded black
friedhamster:
Better than no hair.
Don't steal my words man. Don't steal my words. Not cool. 