renegadefuzz

She's not the kind of girl
Who likes to tell the world
About the way she feels about herself
She takes a little time in making up her mind
She doesn't want to fight against the tide

And lately I'm not the only one
I say never trust anyone

Always the one who has to drag her down
Maybe you'll get what you want this time around

Can't bear to face the truth
So sick he cannot move
And when it hurts he takes it out on you

And lately I'm not the only one
I say never trust anyone

Always the one who has to drag her down
Maybe you'll get what you want this time around

The trick is to keep breathing...
The trick is to keep breathing...

She knows the human heart
And how to read the stars
Now everything's about to fall apart

I won't be the one who's going to let you down
Maybe you'll get what you want this time around
I won't be the one who's going to let you down
Maybe you'll get what you want this time around

The trick is to keep breathing...
The trick is to keep breathing...
The trick is to keep breathing...
The trick is to keep breathing...
The trick is to keep breathing...
The trick is to keep breathing..
The trick is to keep breathing..

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Garbage -- "The trick is to keep breathing"

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So I want to write and update on my life, but I really don't feel like I can anymore. I'm depressed beyond belief (it could be the weather, who knows..) and I just don't really know what to do with myself really anymore. I went to the Como zoo to just bum, and was, well, rather bummed to find the Zoo Boo going on, and finding that my free zoo has become a charging event for the holiday. I'm displeased with this notion. How else am I supposed to escape and watch my animals? So I went to the human society again and played with the puppies and the kitties. There is a sweet baby puppy there, her name is Bella, and she's a small white colored lab. She's precious, and I have this feeling that she is just as bitter against guys as I am (well, that was somewhat obvious by the fact that she damn nigh mauled the cage everytime a guy walked by her cage, but she was an absolute sweetheart to me). I would take her home if I could, but I can't. It makes me want to have a house.

But anyway, after the humane society, I went bumming around Como park. I sat at the lake for sometime on an old drainage pipe and thought of throwing everything from my car keys to my cell phone to my credit card, to myself into the water. I then watched a spider climb on a stick for about 10 minutes.

Sometimes I just feel I'm misplaced. Like I don't belong where I am. Maybe I should have never come to the cities, maybe I should have gone somewhere else, or stayed home, or gone to Paris. That's what I should do-- go to Paris. Live there for a summer or something. I don't know. Honestly.... perhaps I need to live by myself, or move home. For some reason I just feel like a plastic cup among crystal stemware...