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[14 May 2008|12:00am] |
i like girls that wear abercrombie and fitch.
i'd take her if i had one wish,
but she's been gone since that summer.
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[14 May 2008|12:00am] |
i will crawl, there's things that aren't worth giving up, i know. but i wont let this get me, i will fight. you live the life you're given with the storms outside, and some days all i do is watch the sky
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[14 May 2008|12:03am] |
You, my brown-eyed girl.
Whatever happened
To tuesday and so slow
Going down to the old mine with a
Transistor radio.
Standing in the sunlight laughing
Hide behind a rainbows wall,
Slipping and a-sliding
All along the waterfall
With you, my brown-eyed girl,
You, my brown-eyed girl.
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[14 May 2008|12:18am] |
You, to me, are everything.
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[14 May 2008|12:46am] |
whats that song like
if we meet again, cause i know we will
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[14 May 2008|12:53am] |
so have you been hurt, did you hurt someone,
did you get all crashed down upon?
me, i'm a friend to the friendless,
not that i chose it, and if i had, well then, who knows.
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[14 May 2008|01:15am] |
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if we can call them friends then we can call them on their telephones, and they won't pretend that they're too busy or they're not alone.
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[14 May 2008|01:19am] |
across this country filled with
islands of disappointment,
we seek family,
we find auguries and they say
stop your crying, keep on driving
things will be better in california.
you like to play it safe,
but you want what you paid for,
i can't stand california.
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[14 May 2008|01:23am] |
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you trust your friends, even if you can't trust your friends
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[14 May 2008|01:28am] |
it's no good, knowing where it's going.
this is no fun, it gets nothing done
catting around, girl, all night long,
well, come on,
there are no secrets, ever,
play it down, that reputation is following you.
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[14 May 2008|01:32am] |
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no one's ever looked you in the face and said, "we're not like you, we're not like you."
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[14 May 2008|01:33am] |
We'll be the same tomorrow
'Cause we've all been painted by numbers
We're dancin' as we borrow
You said it was love
I said I'd like you to be mine.
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[14 May 2008|01:35am] |
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i want my hope back.
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[14 May 2008|02:10am] |
i will be the colors in the rain
when you're lying up and wide awake
hold on, hold on, i will for you
i will be the truth inside your lies
when you close your eyes at night
i will,i will, hold on for you.
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[14 May 2008|02:12am] |
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looks like history's repeating, i don't learn from my mistakes
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[14 May 2008|08:33am] |
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no mother ever dreams that her daughter's going to grow up to sleep alone.
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[14 May 2008|09:37am] |
Laughing at ourselves
Where others would probably cry
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[14 May 2008|09:56am] |
Well, God is great and God is good
But God didn't help me when he could
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[14 May 2008|09:56am] |
You got a dangerous obsession
Now I'm in need of some protection
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[14 May 2008|10:02am] |
Yeah, you, you miserable father
The one who ignored me for half of my life
Now I, I can't even look at you
Why? Why? Why?
Don't abandon me now
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[14 May 2008|10:32am] |
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please, remember me, fondly. i heard from someone you're still pretty. and then they went on to say that the pearly gates had some eloquent graffiti, like "we'll meet again" and "fuck the man" and "tell my mother not to worry."
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[14 May 2008|11:38am] |
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hey
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[14 May 2008|12:07pm] |
bleh
today is going to suck
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[14 May 2008|12:31pm] |
ok so i would just like to say that burnbook isn't worth the time or effort that was put into EL.
So if it's upsetting anyone, just ignore it and don't even go there
bc it really shouldn't be able to ruin EL ok
=[
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[14 May 2008|12:36pm] |
oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
lead me, out on the moonlit floor. lift
your open hand, strike up the band
& make the fireflies dance
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[14 May 2008|12:46pm] |
have i been on your mind? what's a voice without a song?
something in your head you've been fighting all along
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[14 May 2008|12:52pm] |
once she found a man to treasure and together they'd planted flowers of warning, fearing frost. late on shallow evenings while their enemies slept, they hammered the soil asking for answers in green. his value declined when he offered his name. why did he offer?
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[14 May 2008|01:01pm] |
~ded
anyone here?
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[14 May 2008|01:23pm] |
you have a way of coming easily to me
and when you take, you take the very best of me
so i start a fight cause i need to feel something
and you do what you want cause im not what you wanted
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[14 May 2008|01:26pm] |
i'll tell you what matters;
bare feet in the summer
open windows at night
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[14 May 2008|01:40pm] |
well, give me one good reason why i oughta stay
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[14 May 2008|01:51pm] |
i learned fast how to keep my head up
cause i know there is this side of me that
wants to grab the yoke from the pilot &
just fly the whole mess into the sea
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[14 May 2008|01:55pm] |
but you had to know that i was
fond of you, fond of Y-O-U
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[14 May 2008|02:03pm] |
So let me drown so I can breathe again
I’m through choking and suffocating
On alter egos and alter motives
Which weigh you down and take control of
The way you are and
the things that you need
The life you live and
the dreams that you dream
Distort and blur all in slow motion
They broke you down and now your broken
And it’s sadder than the saddest movie
I ever saw but without the beauty
So I stopped watching, I stopped caring
I've lost all interest and I stopped wearing
These plastic smiles, I’ve washed my hands clean
Forget that you forgot about me
And I’m living life, the big city feeling
It’s better than suburban dreaming
Living off the friends that hate you
Talk shit on me like I don't know who
My real friends are anymore, no,
I dont know you anymore
And it’s sadder than the saddest movie
I ever saw, but without the beauty
So I stopped watching, I stopped caring
Spill the ink and spill your guts again
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[14 May 2008|02:18pm] |
cause i've got the blues,
i've got the blues
that's me
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[14 May 2008|02:37pm] |
She just smiled as she replied,
"Supposed to be?
I never gave it any thought.
Never gave a damn what I'm supposed to be.
But if you're asking what I am,
I'm a fucking walking question mark.
I'm a walking fucking time bomb."
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[14 May 2008|02:44pm] |
Is anybody satisfied with who they really are?
You could be the moon,
and still be jealous of the stars.
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| burnbook |
[14 May 2008|03:02pm] |
I'd just like to publicly state that whoever started the burnbook is a fucking childish asshole. This is supposed to be a place where people can come together and talk and share lyrics and deal with things they can't deal with with their FRIENDS in real life. This is supposed to be a community based on friends and supporting each other. It's supposed to HELP PEOPLE. This is like fucking internet shit talking. Pussy bullshit if you ask me. Grow the fuck up and get over yourselves to anyone who fucking posted a bad word about anyone else in there. Who are you to say anything about anyone else anyways? If you dont want to read about someones life or hear them "bitch" about it, don't fucking read it. Scroll down. It's not that hard. Life's going to be a real bitch if you spend it getting annoyed and worked up over shit like this. And if you have anything to say to me I'll give you my fucking address and let you come say a god damn word to my face.
And I cant wait for you to get out of high school, get into the REAL WORLD and realize what an immature piece of shit you're being. peace =)
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[14 May 2008|03:10pm] |
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your eyes must do some raining if you're ever going to grow.
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[14 May 2008|03:12pm] |
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im so lazy today
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[14 May 2008|03:14pm] |
IN OTHER NEWS:
Chocolate covered raisins are the shit.
THIS IS ALL WE NEED TO WORRY ABOUT RIGHT NOW.
=]
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[14 May 2008|03:19pm] |
I scream for the sunlight,
or a car to take me anywhere.
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[14 May 2008|03:21pm] |
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Yeah, come by, we'll take the afternoon off. We can kiss and undress, or if you want, just talk. Because I've got nothing real, just empty space to fill.
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[14 May 2008|03:22pm] |
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done with finalsss yay :)
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[14 May 2008|03:24pm] |
She's the song that you tried to sing,
And the note that you couldn't hit.
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[14 May 2008|03:27pm] |
And I know that you fuck what you love,
and you love what you fuck.
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[14 May 2008|03:28pm] |
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I realize I am breathing, and suddenly it becomes an incredible task. Everything inside my body is silent, and I lay perfectly still, willing myself to stop existing. I wonder how much concentration it would take to make myself invisible.
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[14 May 2008|03:34pm] |
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If it didn't work then, it won't work now.
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[14 May 2008|03:36pm] |
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I find that life is easier when it is just a blur, with no details to confuse who or what or where I was.
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| LYRICS ABOUT BEING/FEELING DIFFERENT |
[14 May 2008|03:45pm] |
I'm searching for lyrics about being/feeling different.
Poems or quotes are even better!
Thanks so much!
I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
I wish I was special, so fucking special.
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[14 May 2008|03:52pm] |
Footprints and fallen leaves,
These are the kinds of things that lovers think of.
Backseats and motels,
These are the places that they've been.
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[14 May 2008|04:00pm] |
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You said you jumped a train and rode to the edge of town. And as you watched the tracks you thought of me, you said you thought of me.
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[14 May 2008|04:02pm] |
Well i just want to be
what you think of when you smile.
And i just want to be
what's reflected in your eyes.
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[14 May 2008|04:04pm] |
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I'm crazy like the rest of us, and I'm crazier when I'm next to him.
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[14 May 2008|04:10pm] |
i'll never let you down, even if i could
i'd give up everything if only for your good
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[14 May 2008|04:11pm] |
I can't give up on you
Even if I never win
'Cause this could be a feeling
We'll never find again
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[14 May 2008|04:12pm] |
but in my own way i take you everywhere i go
and it feels like home
cause i can hear you say "it's gonna be ok"
this waking life's a dream
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[14 May 2008|04:16pm] |
so lately i've been going crazy
trying to get you off my mind
cause thoughts of you hang just like pictures
and gather dust over the time
we hung them up just like real lovers
and drove our nails into the wall
cause we thought they'd be there forever
we weren't permanent at all
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[14 May 2008|04:24pm] |
all i wanted just sped right past me
while i was rooted fast to the earth
i could be stuck here for a thousand years
without your arms to drag me out
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[14 May 2008|04:27pm] |
and i don't understand why you're
not here with me.
and i don't even wanna know where else
you'd be.
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[14 May 2008|04:30pm] |
If you need time away
I won't ask you to stay
But I don't want to lose you
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[14 May 2008|04:38pm] |
I think I'd like the way you smell and the taste of a morning with you
I could be making this up
Cause all I ever wanted was that kind of.. no, yeah still looking at me
fuckin' beautifully
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[14 May 2008|04:41pm] |
Cold winds and rainy days
have torn us apart
at least that is what we say
The truth would just hurt
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[14 May 2008|05:06pm] |
Everytime you go away
You take a piece of me with you
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| lol babynames.com |
[14 May 2008|05:07pm] |
05/09/2008
Dear Jennifer,
I was just wondering if Anon is a name (for a boy) and what the meaning of it is. Thank you!
~Sarah
Dear Sarah,
Anon is an abbreviation of the word Anonymous -- used when someone does not want to be identified, or cannot be identified.
It's probably not best to use it as a given name.
Sincerely,
Jennifer Moss
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[14 May 2008|05:08pm] |
I'm biased and by this
I'll judge you on weakness
Wrapped up in my own innocence
And I think that's fine.
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[14 May 2008|05:09pm] |
Now that you're home won't you rescue me?
I've been trying so hard to be good again
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[14 May 2008|05:16pm] |
We're racing through the dark
Down the beach by the pier
And you ran into the sea
Like a cop without fear
"You're gonna ruin your shoes!"
"You're gonna ruin your shoes!"
And you're wading through the bay
Like you do it everyday
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[14 May 2008|05:20pm] |
And all the memories will never fade
For years and years
In my heart you'll stay
It was always for you
Always for you
Always for you
And all the pieces that remain
They will build a place for us to stay
They were always meant for you
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[14 May 2008|05:32pm] |
Silly of me to think that you
could ever know the things I do
are all done for you. Only you.
silly of me to take the time
to comb my hair and pour the wine
and know you're not there.
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[14 May 2008|05:33pm] |
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Nothing tastes as sweet as what you can't have.
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[14 May 2008|05:42pm] |
I'm not coming back
I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak
But you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up; I'll be blunt,
Now the rain is just
Washing you out of my hair
and out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world,
From so many thousands of feet off the ground,
I'm over you now
I'm at home in the clouds,
And towering over your head
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[14 May 2008|05:45pm] |
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this job is turning me into a hateful bitch
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[14 May 2008|05:45pm] |
And nothing is more powerful
Than beauty in a wicked world.
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[14 May 2008|05:49pm] |
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i have to go to some honor's convocation tonight and idn want to go.
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[14 May 2008|06:02pm] |
i missed the last bus, i'll take the next train. i tried but you see, it's hard to explain. i say the right thing but act the wrong way. i like it right here, but i cannot stay. i watch the tv, forget what i'm told. well i am too young, and they are too old
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[14 May 2008|06:08pm] |
I still have hope
I'm gonna find my way home
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[14 May 2008|06:09pm] |
I can smell the ocean
the salt in the air
and I can see you
you're standing there
and you're washing your car
and I can see California sun in your hair
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[14 May 2008|06:18pm] |
And you know that accidents can happen and it's okay, we all fall off the wagon sometimes.
It's not your whole life, it's only one day,
You haven't thrown everything away.
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[14 May 2008|06:26pm] |
because i know i'm good for something
i just haven't found it yet
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[14 May 2008|06:31pm] |
I finally know the taste of love
it's a cross between cheap beer and blood
with an aftertaste of dry sarcastic speech.
I'm bored and lonelyyy and today sucked and I got a detention for a really, really, stupid reason.
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[14 May 2008|06:32pm] |
when you think tim mcgraw,
i hope you think my favourite song.
someday you'll turn your radio on,
i hope it takes you back to that place.
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[14 May 2008|06:36pm] |
punch the clock, head for home.
check the phone, just in case.
go to bed, dream of you.
that's what i'm doing these days.
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[14 May 2008|06:39pm] |
she's got her daddy's money,
her mama's good looks,
more laughs than a stack of comic books.
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[14 May 2008|06:49pm] |
it's the girls in the front row singing,
it's the boys with the wheels that bring them.
it's the lighters in the air and you guys up there,
you're the heart and the soul and
the reason we do what we do, here's to you.
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[14 May 2008|07:25pm] |
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The most insightful thing I ever heard, was overheard. I was waiting for a rail replacement bus service in Hackney Wick. These two old women weren’t even talking to me – not because I’d offended them, I hadn’t. I’d been angelic at that bus stop, except for the eavesdropping. Rail replacement buses take an eternity, because they think they’re doing you a favour by covering for the absent train, you’ve no recourse. Eventually the bus appeared on the distant horizon, and one of the women, with the relief and disbelief that often accompanies the arrival of public transport said, ‘Oh look, the bus is coming.’ The other woman – a wise woman, seemingly aware that her words and attitude were potent and poetic enough to form the final sentence in a stranger’s book – paused, then said, ‘The bus was always coming.’
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[14 May 2008|07:29pm] |
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blame it on the weather, but i'm a mess and this february darkness has me hating everyone and i know i need your comfort, but this drama makes me sick and the longer i lay here, i know it's harder to get up without you.
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[14 May 2008|07:31pm] |
i'll look back, with honor and no regrets
i won't be mad, won't feel bad.
these memories will never leave me.
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[14 May 2008|07:35pm] |
just take me there, and say, and lie to me and say, and lie to me and say, its gonna be alright it's gonna be alright. yeah, you worry too much kid, it's gonna be alright.
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[14 May 2008|07:36pm] |
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and i hope you like your pictures facing down.
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[14 May 2008|07:41pm] |
something's wrong something i can't put my finger on. breathe in breathe out until the feeling's gone. but the nights keep getting colder, and the days all feel the same.
:/
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[14 May 2008|07:43pm] |
and it's not that i'm letting go of you.
but i don't know what to do.
i could, i could never let you go.
and that is all i know.
and that is all i know.
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[14 May 2008|07:46pm] |
you have beautiful, beautiful eyes
so bright and alive and enchanting
i want to be with you all of the time
it's hopeless but i have to try anyway
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[14 May 2008|07:52pm] |
Did you see some teardrops just outside your door?
I stayed there and cried till I couldn't cry no more.
Did you see some footprints that stumbled out of sight?
You had a call from a broken heart last night.
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[14 May 2008|07:58pm] |
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you're the yellow bird that i've been waiting for. :)
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[14 May 2008|08:10pm] |
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she lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing. i never learned to count my blessings. i choose instead to dwell in my disasters. i walk on down a hill, through grass, grown tall and brown, and still it's hard somehow to let go of my pain. on past the busted back of that old and rusted cadillac that sinks into this field, collecting rain. will i always feel this way? so empty, so estranged?
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[14 May 2008|08:13pm] |
Yeah the truth is
That I miss you so.
And I'm tired
I should not have let you go.
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[14 May 2008|08:15pm] |
And you're the limb I've lost
But somehow I still feel
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[14 May 2008|08:19pm] |
mannnnnnnnn that thing you got behind you is amazinnnnnn
;D
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[14 May 2008|08:20pm] |
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this year's love had better last.
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[14 May 2008|08:24pm] |
cause i fall 3 times as hard if its from nothing at all
you all seem twice as tall as i will ever be
and i feel terribly small when my head works too hard
when you think with your chest
there's not a thing you dont see
im hardly capable of half the damage that i would like to do
i could sware that i dont care but you know
im too full of shit to think this through
so look at me , i pray to god
but i curse too much to be considered true.
im just like me.
so who the hell are you?
does anyone have lyrics on falling for your best friend.
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[14 May 2008|08:26pm] |
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"All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope. All the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there's someone perfect who might be searching for us."
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[14 May 2008|08:47pm] |
When the day breaks after nightfall
I will be there, you know I will
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[14 May 2008|08:49pm] |
It's unclear
this may be my last song
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| so i heard this & thought about EL today |
[14 May 2008|09:32pm] |
This is a fair request, and I promise I will not judge any person only as a teenager. You will constantly remind yourself that some of my generation judges people by their race, their belief, or the color of their skin, and that this is no more right than saying all teenagers are drunken dope-addicts or glue-sniffers.
You think its strange, that there's a way
of how you looked, and how you act, and how you think
pretend they're not the same as you.
Do you know about her strength in convictions
or how she puts all her faith in religion.
Did we take the time to really discover,
how little we know about each other.
Keep us from saying anything.
Can't separate from everything.
And all this really means is
you're one in a crowd
and you're paranoid of every sound.
You're not the friend
you won't miss anyhow.
You think its strange, that there's a way
of how you looked, and how you act, and how you think
pretend they're not the same as you.
Do you know about her strength in convictions
or how she puts all her faith in religion.
Did we take the time to really discover,
how little we know about each other.
Keep us from saying anything.
Can't separate from everything.
And all this really means is
you're one in a crowd
and you're paranoid of every sound.
You're not the friend
you won't miss anyhow.
Do you know about her strength in convictions
or how she puts all her faith in religion.
Did ya take the time to really discover,
how little we know about each other.
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[14 May 2008|09:38pm] |
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the song that's in my head is playing backwards in this bed and i'm confused again. seems like i have to choose it, feels like either way i lose.
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[14 May 2008|09:49pm] |
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It stayed with me for a long time, maybe forever. Not just that I would lose the people I loved, but they would lose me...and they knew nothing of it.
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[14 May 2008|09:50pm] |
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I leaned farther and farther over the rail staring into the water and I was moving, moving helplessly forward, it seemed I was moving somehow upward, rising into the air, helpless, in that instant aware of my heart beating ONEtwothree, ONEtwothree! thinking Every heartbeat is past and gone!
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[14 May 2008|09:51pm] |
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Hypnotizing myself the way kids do. Lonely kids, or kids not realizing they're lonely.
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[14 May 2008|09:51pm] |
Gotta sing.
Gotta go.
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[14 May 2008|09:52pm] |
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If you want to roll with it, you've got to get out there.
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[14 May 2008|09:52pm] |
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Stumbling back to the bus, she is woozy with all this high-impact wandering. The driver swings open the big hissing bus door and says-again: "Come on now, baby, we got to go."
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[14 May 2008|09:53pm] |
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Whether you get yourself to the next gig by Concorde, bus or outstretched thumb, there is one reliable mode of transport for the soul. And it too is fired by a form of internal combustion. Gotta sing.
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[14 May 2008|09:54pm] |
Gotta sing.
The compulsion to do so is its own life force. I felt its astonishing power at close range one night when Aretha Franklin was "just foolin' around" in a cramped Manhattan rehearsal hall. I was a few feet away when Lady Soul let fly wih a few idly scatted notes that all but pinned me to my chair; it was like some neural tsunami, a moment that left me with gooseflesh and an incredible flash of human connectedness.
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[14 May 2008|09:56pm] |
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just so you all know, i'm never watching america's next top model EVER again
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[14 May 2008|10:00pm] |
she wakes up to the sound
so scared that he's leaving
she wishes he were still asleep
next to her
hopin' he will change
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[14 May 2008|10:10pm] |
OKAY GUYS
the australian lady told me i had to write her an email about how big of an indiana jones fan i am
so far i have included the archaeologist factor, my posters, all those vhs/dvds, my t shirt, my light up spoon, the naming of my first child.. idk! what else should i add?
i want to be on australian radio!!!
also i bet they are laughing at my nerdiness but IDC
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[14 May 2008|10:16pm] |
These words are breaking apart
In my hands
In her eyes
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[14 May 2008|10:18pm] |
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hi, i'm danielle. i'm new.
She cries cause she's lost and she doesn't even know what she wants
Her eyes grow cold and she begs the world to just let her go
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[14 May 2008|10:20pm] |
ok so i just did something called "the strikeout" ok.
like fifteen minutes ago.
and if anyone doesn't know what it is, tell me
because it's awesome sounding.
but i'm not feeling anything.
so i took another shot.
idk. i'm unable to get fucked up lately.
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be sad for me, srsly.
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[14 May 2008|10:27pm] |
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And it's okay if you have to go away. Oh just remember the telephone works both ways. And if I never ever hear them ring, if nothing else I'll think the bells inside have finally found you someone else and that's okay, cause I'll remember everything you sang. Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of.
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[14 May 2008|10:28pm] |
this dream seems as if it lasts for hours, although it always takes place in the five minutes between my returning from the field and being woken for dinner. i dream of when i met my wife, fifty years ago, and it's exactly as it happened. i dream of our marriage, and i can even see my father's tears of pride. it's all there, just as it was. but then i dream of my own death, which i have heard is impossible to do, but you must believe me. i dream of my wife telling me on my deathbed that she loves me, and even though she thinks i can't here her, i can, and she says shoe wouldn't have changed anything. it feels like a moment i've lived a thousand times before, as if everything is familiar, right up to the moment of my death, that it will happen again an infinite number of times, that we will meet, marry, have our children, succeed in the ways we have, fail in the ways we have, all exactly the same, always unable to change a thing. i am again at the bottom of an unstoppable wheel, and when i feel my eyes close for death, as they have and will a thousand times, i awake.
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[14 May 2008|10:31pm] |
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Oh the fact of the matter is, and I don't know what the latter is, oh no way. See, I've always wanted to kiss you. But I, I always wanted to run from you because I've always wanted to miss you.And I, I always wanted to come for you.
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[14 May 2008|10:37pm] |
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hello
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[14 May 2008|10:39pm] |
please pose my skeletal remains. give them a working pen and i will live forever. please let them love me though i fade, i know you want to run away
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[14 May 2008|10:40pm] |
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when all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed
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[14 May 2008|10:41pm] |
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idk im boredd so i just uploaded some random good songs to musicshareee
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[14 May 2008|10:43pm] |
now i am off to eat perogies
and watch ~a movie.
okthankyougoodbye.
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[14 May 2008|10:43pm] |
I cant let go
No, I cant let go of you
You're holding me back without even trying to.
I cant let go
I cant move on from the past.
Without lifting a finger you're holding me back.
And it might not make much sense
to you or any of my friends
Though somehow still you affect the
things I do.
And you cant lose what you never had
I don't understand why I feel sad
Every time I see you out with someone new.
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[14 May 2008|10:44pm] |
"it's going to be all right, sir," harry said over and over again, more worried by dumbledore's silence than he had been by his weakened voice. "we're nearly there... i can apparate us both back.. don't worry..."
"i am not worried, harry," said dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the freezing water, "i am with you"
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[14 May 2008|10:48pm] |
This distance is the best thing that could happen
when it comes to us
I was getting tired of pretending it was love
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[14 May 2008|11:52pm] |
booOooO
complain complain
whine whine
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