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[20 Jun 2008|12:54am] |
Like Bruce Springsteen,
Silver Sebrings,
Eggs scrambled hard,
Home made birthday cards,
A grey sweatshirt over faded jeans with a hole in the pocket where a wallet's supposed to be,
Blue sheets on an unmade bed,
Strong shoulders with a summer tan,
And the rain in the headlights, yeah,
Some things make her cry.
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[20 Jun 2008|12:57am] |
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The last few months I have been living with this couple. Yeah, you know, the kind who buy everything in doubles. They fit together, like a puzzle. And I love their love and I am thankful that someone actually receives the prize that was promised by all those fairy tales that drugged us
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[20 Jun 2008|12:57am] |
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks & there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown
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[20 Jun 2008|12:58am] |
And you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
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[20 Jun 2008|12:58am] |
You'll be given love
You'll be taken care of
You'll be given love
You have to trust it
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[20 Jun 2008|01:02am] |
That you were my first love
Is just dumb, dumb, stupid love.
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[20 Jun 2008|02:27am] |
i am pooped
i walked so much today
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[20 Jun 2008|03:51am] |
Got a little secret
Don't think I can keep it
If I let you know
Promise you won't go
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[20 Jun 2008|04:03am] |
I don't care if your world is ending today
Because I wasn't invited to it anyway
You said I tasted famous, so I drew you a heart
But now I'm not an artist I'm a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and I got a K too
And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like U
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[20 Jun 2008|04:08am] |
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty
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[20 Jun 2008|04:12am] |
When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times u hate it
It always seems to last
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[20 Jun 2008|04:26am] |
His love's baked up like Pillsbury cookies
He's my bee, I'm his honey
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[20 Jun 2008|04:28am] |
Baby, leave them lip prints on me tonight
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[20 Jun 2008|04:33am] |
You make me feel this way
So great
This is my way to say
I think you're OK
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[20 Jun 2008|09:32am] |
Laugh at me all you want, but I'm living what you once wanted.
And I'm happy.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:19am] |
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I need you to believe in me until there's nothing left of us.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:44am] |
agh i woke up kinda early and was getting all ready to be productive today... and i just got a call from work saying "oh by the way you have to work a double"
:[ oh well
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[20 Jun 2008|10:51am] |
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Could this be it, is it really over now?
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[20 Jun 2008|10:52am] |
And I ran off and ran on to something
That I swore was everything but beautiful
I only say that word for you
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[20 Jun 2008|11:36am] |
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no one else will know these lonely dreams. no one else will know that part of me.
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[20 Jun 2008|12:14pm] |
I'M ALL OVER YOU,
i'm not over you.
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[20 Jun 2008|01:11pm] |
we only got 4 minutes
to save the world.
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[20 Jun 2008|01:11pm] |
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cause every little thing, is gonna be alright'
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[20 Jun 2008|01:27pm] |
i never saw anything before you
i never saw anything but you
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[20 Jun 2008|02:19pm] |
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sometimes it just seems useless or am i that fucked up i feel hopeless
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[20 Jun 2008|02:20pm] |
Hopeless.
A single word that you would not expect from me.
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[20 Jun 2008|02:23pm] |
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and god forbid that it should all work out
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[20 Jun 2008|02:29pm] |
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what if i wanted to break
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[20 Jun 2008|02:31pm] |
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you can't be let down if you don't expect the world
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[20 Jun 2008|02:33pm] |
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I think about how it might have been; we'd spend our days traveling. It's not that I don't understand you, it's not that I don't want to be with you. But you only wanted me the way you wanted me. So I will head out alone, and hope for the best, and we can hang our heads down as we skip the goodbyes.
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[20 Jun 2008|02:36pm] |
I'm in a constant state of getting cut
so why don't I feel anything?
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[20 Jun 2008|02:39pm] |
I'm sinking, won't be long
before I'm too deep to run
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[20 Jun 2008|02:39pm] |
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and I want to do so many things to you
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[20 Jun 2008|02:44pm] |
this is where we both get scared
this is where emotion flares
this is where we both breathe air
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[20 Jun 2008|02:46pm] |
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it's so easy to get lost in constantly having to present whatever face you believe a person wants to see rather than your own
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[20 Jun 2008|02:48pm] |
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sometimes I wonder how I will stay strong.
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[20 Jun 2008|02:50pm] |
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man it takes a silly girl to lie about the dreams she has, lord it takes a lonely one to wish that she had never dreamt at all
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[20 Jun 2008|03:07pm] |
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What are some good songs to listen to when driving?
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[20 Jun 2008|04:08pm] |
she's never gonna love you
like i want to
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[20 Jun 2008|04:10pm] |
we could be a
beautiful miracle, unbelievable..
INSTEAD OF JUST INVISIBLE.
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[20 Jun 2008|04:51pm] |
mood:: frustrated.
if you could go away.
if you could fall asleep without me.
if you could dream of love, and not dream of me.
then i will try to explain myself to
you that i can't fall asleep or dream without you.
so i will conversate with myself and
you won't be around to see me leave.
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[20 Jun 2008|05:12pm] |
lyrics about someone you know drinking too much?<3
thankss.
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[20 Jun 2008|05:30pm] |
i tried to be brave. i tried to be strong. i guess i waited much too long. you're the hot skater guy who i thought i'd give a try. you're too late. you missed out. i still messed things up no doubt. i thought i'd gotten over you. those feelings come back out of the blue. now let's be friends and start anew 'cause that's all i ask of you.
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[20 Jun 2008|05:36pm] |
why do i beg like a child for your candy?
why do i come after you like i do?
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[20 Jun 2008|05:37pm] |
Any lyrics on finally getting over things, and ready for a new start, or a new chapter in ur life to begin?
thanks
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[20 Jun 2008|05:37pm] |
nothing is here to stay.
everything has to begin and end.
a ship in a bottle won't sail.
all we can do is dream that the
wind will blow us across the water
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[20 Jun 2008|05:41pm] |
a big eyed fish, yeah, swimming in the sea, oh how he dreamed. he wants to be a bird, swooping, diving through the breeze. one day, he caught a big blue wave up onto the beach and now he's dead. you see, a fish's dream should stay in the sea.
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[20 Jun 2008|05:41pm] |
kiss the way we were goodbye,
GOODBYE AND FAREWELL.
first we live,
but then we die.
PRETTY PEOPLE STANDING BY
we pain, we pretend..
and we try and act surprised,
as we watch the world end.
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[20 Jun 2008|05:43pm] |
i know she's gonna leave
my broken heart behind her.
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[20 Jun 2008|05:45pm] |
you are like a butterfly,
a caterpillar's dream to fly,
so bust out of this old cocoon
and dry your wings off, butterfly.
go ahead, and fly
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[20 Jun 2008|05:48pm] |
and i know she's living there
and she loves me to this day.
i still can't remember when
or how i lost my way.
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[20 Jun 2008|05:57pm] |
look at me dreaming of you.
all i could hope is to have you,
to have you walking with me.
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[20 Jun 2008|06:26pm] |
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new pic?
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[20 Jun 2008|06:32pm] |
"Did you know that the average American spends six months of his or her life waiting for red lights to turn green?"
"What?"
"Six months wasted, waiting for permission to move on," he said.
"Uh-huh."
"Think of all the other stuff you could do with that time."
I was totally confused. "In the car?"
"In your life," he said.
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[20 Jun 2008|06:37pm] |
"No," he said. "I smoked up every day, did quite a bit of E, a little acid, some 'shrooms. Not that any of this stuff was healthy, but I never shot up. Ever. It just wasn't my thing."
I knew it was the truth.
"Why did you feel the urge to do anything?"
"To heighten my senses. Or to feel numb. Depending on the day, and the drug."
"Do you miss it?"
"Never," he said.
"Really? Not ever?"
"Never," he replied. "Life is actually more interesting without it."
"Why did you let people think you were hard-core when you weren't?"
"Because I've learned that you can't control what other people are going to think about you. The best you can do in life is not piss yourself off."
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[20 Jun 2008|06:42pm] |
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~watching serenity!
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[20 Jun 2008|06:46pm] |
"There's an explanation," I said. "I learned in Psych that sometimes the sensory receptors send impulses straight to the amygdala, which controls emotional responses, bypassing the hypothalmus, which processes and relays the information to the brain."
There was a thoughtful pause.
"I'm not going to pretend I know what you're talking about," he said. "But you're basically blaming your love on biology."
"Biology," I repeated, imagining a thin ribbon of smoke reaching for the ceiling, the sky.
"That's interesting..."
"What?"
"It just makes me wonder what subject you blame for talking to me every night."
I'm still setting on an answer for that one. Probably Chemistry.
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[20 Jun 2008|06:53pm] |
you were never mine at all
my boss bought me booze for doing a good job this week. best boss ever.
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[20 Jun 2008|06:56pm] |
"You eat," Marcus said, after a few minutes of face-stuffing silence.
"Yes," I mumbled in between mouthfuls of cheeseburger.
"Most girls don't eat."
He was doing it again. Marcus was reminding me of all the other girls he's had before me. Well, I was going to remind him that this didn't bother me a bit. Not one bit.
"You would know, wouldn't you?" I said, popping a fry into my mouth. "Because you've dated most girls, haven't you?
"Most," he said, with a sly smile. "But not all. Not yet."
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[20 Jun 2008|07:38pm] |
i don't know just what i'll do
every time you walk into the room
oh, my head is spinning 'round
and i can't see clearly right now.
i'm wasted,
i'm so wasted on you.
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[20 Jun 2008|07:48pm] |
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all i've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you.
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[20 Jun 2008|08:02pm] |
it's just you and me
child, you're a beauty
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[20 Jun 2008|08:19pm] |
She used to laugh at everything old
It was a joke that never aged a bit
But when they robbed her of her infinite smile
She said maybe I'll just play dead for a while
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[20 Jun 2008|08:26pm] |
No, I don't really want to die
I only want to die in your eyes
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[20 Jun 2008|08:36pm] |
You're worth losing my self esteem
Your clever words mean nothing,
more to me than a line I heard in a movie
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[20 Jun 2008|08:36pm] |
Never did, never did I ever love anyone other than you
But secretly I always want to see you cry
So I push you until you do
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[20 Jun 2008|08:37pm] |
If it's just me, adjust me baby,
Find the words that define these feelings
Roll your eyes when you look at me,
Hard to talk when you're staring at the ceiling
Push through, push through baby,
Everything we've been through lately
I'll be there when close your eyes,
Hold you tight, say goodnight
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[20 Jun 2008|08:38pm] |
I could write about a thousand songs to impress you.
But I wouldn't want to do that
I could make you feel like queen of the world but I won't
Because you’re full of imperfections.
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[20 Jun 2008|08:49pm] |
You're like nobody else, you see
Nothing less than any girl in your magazine
Don't you know you're special?
You're really something special
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[20 Jun 2008|09:58pm] |
i felt you in my life before i ever thought to.
felt the need to lay down beside you and tell you,
"i feel you in my heart"
and i don't even know you.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:01pm] |
twisting heartache into pieces that avoid an awful crime,
but it's you i can't deny.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:02pm] |
you tell me what you want and i’ll tell you want you get, you get away from me
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[20 Jun 2008|10:02pm] |
if it's a broken part, replace it,
but, if it's a broken arm then brace it,
if it's a broken heart then face it.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:08pm] |
i am on the mend.
at least now i can say that i am trying.
i hope you will forget things i still lack.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:10pm] |
i look at you and say it's the happiest that i've ever been. and i'll say 'i no longer feel i have to be james dean'. and she'll say 'yeah well i feel all pretty happy too'. and i'm always pretty happy when i'm just kicking back with you.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:13pm] |
although maybe all these moments are just in my head, i'll be thinking about them as i'm lying in bed. and all that i believe might never really come true, but in my mind i'm havin' a pretty good time with you.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:15pm] |
i'm not above drinking alone, but no good ever comes of it, unless you count me talking to you now.
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? but that one guy on the train all talking to himself, shit, he was talking to me. he said, "at school they taught me a prayer for money, a prayer for crap jobs right 'til i die, never a prayer for my people, the broken-hearted, the lonely."
did you let the blues make you bad? did you get all twisted? did you get so drunk you whispered, "i think i'm gonna die," did you pass out nights wondering why you never saw it coming?
nobody ever sees it coming, no exceptions at all.
i'm a friend to the friendless, and i don't care, if i had a choice in this, it wouldn't be fair. but i don't, so let's not get all carried away with shit you wouldn't change anyway. let's make this a prayer for money, a prayer for sundays through mondays, and crap jobs right 'til i die. 'cause where we are, we'll not always be, and shit, man, that could have been me; getting hurt, hurting someone, getting all crashed down upon, burning holes in butterflies' wings and wishing for other things.
nobody sees it coming, no exceptions at all. nobody ever sees it coming, are you ready for this?
never wear white socks with black shoes. don't get all twisted. don't let the blues make you bad, i know you miss him. don't let your standards fall down with your hair like it felt when you kissed her. straighten your tie, tuck in your shirt. i'm a friend to the friendless, and i don't know why, but come on, let's walk right on by.
see, i know you are lonely, you will not always be. there are so many things you will not always be.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:16pm] |
five years time, i might not know you.
five years time, we might not speak.
in five years time, we might not get along.
in five years time, iou might just prove me wrong.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:18pm] |
but then she tried to kiss me,
and i said 'don't bother.
you know we don't really love one another,
and there's no use in burning out this flame.'
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[20 Jun 2008|10:21pm] |
there is no endless devotion that
is free from the force of erosion.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:22pm] |
and although this boat is steady now,
one wave could pull me under,
and i'll be stranded out at sea.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:23pm] |
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Nobody wants to admit this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe that's because it's all a chain, and a long time ago someone did the first bad thing, and that led someone else to do another bad thing, and so on. You know, like that game where you whisper a sentence into someones' ear, and that person whispers it to someone else, and it all comes out wrong in the end. But then again, maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:25pm] |
In nineteen minutes, you can mow the front lawn, color your hair, watch a third of a hockey game. In nineteen minutes, you can bake scones or get a tooth filled by a dentist; you can fold laundry for a family of five.
Nineteen minutes is how long it took the Tennessee Titans to sell out of tickets to the play-offs. It's the length of a sitcom, minus the commercials. It's the driving distance from the Vermont border to the town of Sterling, New Hampshire.
In nineteen minutes, you can order a pizza and get it delivered. You can read a story to a child or have your oil changed. You can walk a mile. You can sew a hem.
In nineteen minutes, you can stop the world, or you can just jump off it.
In nineteen minutes, you can get revenge.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:29pm] |
i love the way that you're always surprised to find truth in all my lies 'cause you trust me and ignore my disguise.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:30pm] |
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"If we don't change the direction we are headed, we will end up where we are going."
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[20 Jun 2008|10:31pm] |
and when i look to the shape of the sky,
i give thanks for this hollow chest of mine.
that i no longer feel the great weight of
ordeals that can make this life so unkind.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:31pm] |
There were two ways to be happy:
improve your reality, or lower your expectations.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:33pm] |
for your heart is like a flower as it grows,
and its the rain, not just the sun that helps it bloom,
and you don't know how it feels to be alive
until you know how it feels to die.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:34pm] |
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She had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness. Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods. The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers - stern and wild ones - and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:39pm] |
maybe i'm too jaded to love somebody like you.
maybe i want to love my dream that'll never come true
and someone who is real gets in the way
and moves inside my heart, not just my head,
interfering with how i want to feel.
how do i want to feel?
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[20 Jun 2008|10:41pm] |
your smile is the only thing that keeps me breathing.
The hours pass by like minutes when I'm with you.
The hours pass like minutes in the rain.
So lets stand here in the rain forever.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:42pm] |
it soared, a bird, it held its flight, a swift pure cry, soar silver orb it leaped serene, speeding, sustained, to come, don't spin it out too long long breath he breath long life, soaring high, high resplendent, aflame, crowned, high in the effulgence symbolistic, high, of the ethereal bosom, high, of the high vast irradiation everywhere all soaring all around about the all, the endlessnessnessness...
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[20 Jun 2008|10:47pm] |
if you can't remember a better time,
you can have mine, little one.
in days to come when your heart feels undone,
may you always find an open hand
and take comfort wherever you can.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:48pm] |
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I was thinking about how it drives me crazy just to feel your hand in mine, and how simple that is.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:50pm] |
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She's selling herself short and it costs all she has, paying for all the smiles and forcing back the tears at the questions asked. There are just too many romances that expire at the stroke of midnight.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:51pm] |
no amount of coffee, no amount of crying,
no amount of whiskey, no amount of wine,
no, nothing else will do.
i've gotta have you.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:54pm] |
it always rained around you. we tried to go inside, and it would rain there too. it came pouring through the roof when we traveled underground, whiskey, water, and tears 'til i thought that we would drown.
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[20 Jun 2008|10:56pm] |
all of these clouds will disappear like we were never here, but i swear there was a time i thought that it would never stop, and now i only think about you if it's raining or it's not.
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[20 Jun 2008|11:01pm] |
fml
(or lack thereof)
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[20 Jun 2008|11:09pm] |
hello please do my anon thingy so that i can get 800 and possibly more bc that is super magical!!
click here! yay! how cool!
tyvm!!
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[20 Jun 2008|11:10pm] |
in the motions and the things that you say, it all will fall, fall right into place. as fruit drops, flesh it sags, everything will fall right into place. when we die, some sink and some lay but at least i don't see you float away. and all the spilt milk, sex and weight, it all will fall, fall right into place
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[20 Jun 2008|11:10pm] |
babyy , i'm afraid of a lot of things,
BUT I AIN'T SCARED OF LOVING YOU.
babyy , i know you're afraid of a lot of things,
but don't be scared of love♥
CAUSE PEOPLE WILL SAY ALL KINDS OF THINGS,
THAT DON'T MEAN A DAMN TO ME.
cause all i see is what's in front of me,
and thats you.
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[20 Jun 2008|11:19pm] |
don't you worry,
don't feel no pain.
just wrap your lips around her,
don't you fret none,
don't feel no shame,
WE ARE GONNA ROLL HER UP..
mary jane.
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[20 Jun 2008|11:21pm] |
AND NO,
i don't talk about you behind your back.
don't flatter yourself, sweetheart,
i wouln't waste time doing that
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[20 Jun 2008|11:23pm] |
YOU RUINED MY LIFE,
stole my innocence,
and screwed with my mind.
BUT OF COURSE
that wasn't enough.
you have to haunt my dreams,
my thoughts are no longer mine,
I SHAKE AT THE SOUND OF YOUR NAME,
CRINGE AT WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME.
the worst part is;
i can't stop thinking that it's my fault.
are you happy now?
do you still have that disgusting smirk on your face?
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[20 Jun 2008|11:27pm] |
it's a sad girl who sits and cries
mistakes true love for brutal lies
and a warm, wet tongue in between her thighs
it's all she knows
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[20 Jun 2008|11:29pm] |
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you're on my heart, just like a tattoo.
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[20 Jun 2008|11:47pm] |
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Friends don't mean a thing when you can actually feel the knife sticking in your spine.
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[20 Jun 2008|11:48pm] |
Betrayal, Betrayal,
It rips right through me,
How you lie right to me,
Betrayal, Betrayal,
Will this world make better sense?
Once you mean nothing to me...
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[20 Jun 2008|11:49pm] |
Now I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
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