stillifegaijin

well points in isreal stillifegajin sir!!!!!!!

and points in nyc. i'm waiting to give the full review until i get back to insanity(nyc). until then my lips are sealed.


.there i something hiding in the shadows waiting to break free, from the watching skies and the swollen eyes that we've created for ourselves,
.so scream out loud your thoughts and pains and all of your miseries, run inside and dust them off and take them down from off the shelves,
.there's more to this than we both see and it's gonna make itself known, but until it does let's just drown this all and keep looking at the phone.
.pretending this isn't happening is feeble at it's best, so keep singing for her and i'll keep writing for her and forget all of the rest.

sounds like you need to turn on some deep ass beats and jam on some old scotch...

Hey, how's it goin? I love 103! It doesn't come in that clear though, is it the same for you?

fag enough?, no but it'll have to do in this life.....

actress?.........befuckingware. make-up artists and actresses, they live on the same planet.

fuck cute mac boys. we've been through this enough! both of us!.

girls......why can't they stop pretending not to care?, and start a single day with their minds not already made up how they're gonna smile?

it just makes me smile cos she told me now she dosen't care if she passes on, she's happy with life seeing me again. i hope not but if she's happy i hope she stays that way until she does.

the rest of atl...........sux. i guess. the peach is soaking wet.(heh). it's weird, too slow, nyc seems like a different planet. the little puny hipsters here make me wanna go postal or open a store to let them see what it's all about , whatever.

i've seen the spriteghost(and again tomorrow). interesting........we'll see.

[Edited on Jan 27, 2004 10:19AM]

mars revolta! I CONCUR!!!!!!!!!!

you think you hate hipsters? come to nyc and we can have a feeding frenzy!!!!!

yes you did. me and HER and underwater. all just seems to change without passing out memos so we end up loking behind us to see where it all went. i've gotten whiplash for the seasons chnging before they were even in full bloom. you always fear expecting yours. i'm always too fucking naive. alone is time to figure out what lonely is. to find the purpose in this. i'm alone more than not so i must be able to do something better this way than with someone by my side. everything in life is a tool for something else, i just wish it didn't have to mean me giving myself away and left holding my mattress to fall asleep. cocteau twins and underwater are an invaluable asset though. memories of life feelings they invoke, can really help make sense of everything that happens now. i think. or perhaps i don't know anything at all. this sounds more likely.

they played 'photobooth' a couple hours later...

i just spent all night gauging my eyes out trying to sing 'judas, yesenia' then rearanging the song and trying again...and over and over...fucker...i'm still not happy with it...i decided not to re-sing 'drug doctor'...the whole damn song is differant but the original vocal still sounds really good. if only i could sing the fucking new songs. i'm scared.

why are you scared of something you've created that's giving you trouble?.....you own it, you control, it'll come. don't rush/push it to come out. when you're ready you'll fucking rip it out like it's nothing. if i have faith/belief in anything it's your abilities.

just leave them behind. some will always be last. lazy. uncaring. pitiful. just save you're pity for yourself after the next mountain crumbles and we're once again upside down struggling to understand why we're still breathing.

look at you getting all the love.....heh heh

i actually love the title. today. let me stew and we'll put it to the test.

bracket. relationships with us (pez, jerm) have more meaning in themselves, than most people have for their own lives.

we feel and read into everything, instead of not bothering to look past the haze that most people exist in every day. it's so much harder and that's why we do it to ourselves, to see who can make it through with us. adn if we can make it through ourselves.

so far there haven't been any contenders who could endure the magnifying glass of self-exploration and evolution. we won't /can't stop. we will die. so we'll live alone instead of die with someone who dosen't want to try to live with their eyes opened.

maybe organic lemonade makes it more healthy?.....prob not, oh well, we're gonna keep doing it anyways.

I think that we could single handedly make panty throwing popular to the other than Tom Jones crowd. It has been spoken. Set in stone.

the pain will never end, just shift to a new location. if you don't have it you won't appreciate the fact.

revel in the fact you can feel at all. that's all the power we need.

just close your eyes at everything but her silent shots. suit hot yes.

Who did you go to the SG show with? I let it slip by me. If I would have remembered earlier, I would have gotten tickets.

I am still confused about the teeth thing.