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[07 Oct 2003|02:45pm] [ mood | lazy ] [ music | TODAY - the smashing pumpkins ] AT THE STARS better than ezra maybe i should drop you at your door or leave tonight and vanish up the shore anywhere but here it's three o clock we're driving in your car you're screaming out the window at the stars "please don't drive me home" blame us cause we are who we are hate us cause you'll never get that far and who'd suppose you would go i've already learned enough to know tell me all the places we could go and count the headlights passing on the road a long long time ago blame us cause we are who we are hate us cause you'll never get that far and who'd suppose you would go i've already learned enough to know here we are foreign to their world straight and composed your sermons I can do without and i finally found that everybody loves to love you when you're far away could it be we've done something wrong we'd make it home to your place before dawn "please don't drive me home" "please don't take me home" blame us cause we are who we are hate us cause you'll never get that far and who'd suppose you would go i've already learned enough to know walking by

[04 Oct 2003|12:34am] JUDE LAW AND A SEMESTER ABROAD brand new whatever poison's in this bottle will leave me broken, sore and stiff but it's the genie at the bottom who i'm sucking at, he owes me one last wish so here's a present to let you know i still exist i hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips but i got a plan (I got a plan) to drink for forty days and forty nights a sip for every second-hand tick and everytime you fed the line, "you mean so much to me." i'm without you tell all the english boys you meet about the american boy back in the states the american boy you used to date who would do anything you say tell all the english boys you meet about the american boy back in the states the american boy you used to date who would do anything you say and even if her plane crashes tonight she'll find some way to disappoint me by not burning in the wreckage or drowning at the bottom of the sea jess, i still taste you and thus, reserve my right to hate you and all this empty space that you create does nothing for my flawless sense of style it's 8:45 (it's 8:45), the weather is getting better by the hour (rains all the time) i hope it rains there all the time and if you ever said you miss me then don't say you never lied i'm without you tell all the english boys you meet about the american boy back in the states the american boy you used to date who would do anything you say tell all the english boys you meet about the american boy back in the states the american boy you used to date who would do anything you say who would do anything you say never gonna get it right you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it you're never gonna get it okay, no more sad songs about you after this one, i am done you're gone tell all the english boys you meet bout the american boy back in the states the american boy you used to date who would do anything you say tell all the english boys you meet about the american boy back in the states the american boy you used to date who would do anything you say walking by

[07 Aug 2003|01:02am] [ mood | sick ] LOVER'S SPIT broken social scene all these people drinking lover's spit they sit around and clean their face with it and they listen to teeth to learn how to quit tied to a night they never met you know it's time that we grow old and do some shit i like it all that way i like it all that way all these people drinking lover's spit swallowing words while giving head they listen to teeth to learn how to quit take some hands and get used to it all these people drinking lover's spit they sit around and clean their face with it you know it's time that we grow old and do some shit i like it all that way i like it all that way i like it all that way walking by

[04 Aug 2003|09:31pm] [ mood | annoyed ] THE CIGARETTE SONG the all-american rejects bring back the memories this one's giving up on you i don?t miss giving up on you and there's no more time forgive me one more time cause i don't want you away just bury me i am away whispered warning away just bury me i am away and not a day has passed that i?m regretting the window?s closed and she's not letting me in one place, one place slipped away and missed call, missed calls i can't stay too late she?s gone i will miss her voice, her eyes and love's first kiss i can't remind you all the time bring it back, bring it back to where we were before i can't remind you all the time no, no bring it back, bring it back one place, one place slipped away missed call, missed calls i can't stay too late she?s gone i will miss her voice, her eyes and love's first kiss the day is gone the sky is blue i know you're all alone and the sky is blue come back to me the sky is blue the sky is blue walking by

[03 Aug 2003|02:56pm] [ mood | weird ] ADAM'S RIB In my brain's eye, I see a man. He has rosy eyes and a mouth With the red paper curves of a candy heart. He carries flowers pulled up by the roots In his one hand and a box of cobwebs in his other. His body opens like a dirty closet Gladly revealing the skeleton inside. I see through to his heart, A simple, tangled room of so-called feelings Which pumps me like thick red mud And I notice, suddenly he is missing not one rib But two, three, four. I cannot count how many girls, like me, He has tamed and broken into women. This is not what I want. I close him up, smile, and Walk away shaking my head. I don't want your cobwebs. I don't want your candied nothings. I am not just a body part And your rosy snake-eyes Can't make me want to be one. walking by

[03 Aug 2003|02:10am] [ mood | crappy ] TELESCOPE EYES moss eisley oh, you humor me today calling me out to play with your telescope eyes, metal teeth i can't be seen with you, you freak go cry, go run away let your short legs carry you away with your big dress and your dirty hair your pen's waiting for you just get far, far away from me i don't want your disease please don't make me cry please don't make me cry i'm just like you, i know you know i'm just like you, so leave me alone dear matthew, why can't you see you're just not near enough like me with your telescope eyes, metal teeth i can't be seen with you, you freak please don't make me cry please don't make me cry i'm just like you, i know you know i'm just like you, so leave me alone 1 made it easy to be walking by

[01 Aug 2003|02:09pm] [ mood | depressed ] SNOWBIRDS AND TOWNIES further seems forever fountains and flourescent lights when season has come the snowbirds have crowded the nights and old townies are tired of the beaches and bars being packed so tight and bridges, and traffic, and inlets are locked in their fight and on these boats ride the hopes of working class boys dreaming of girls from far away points and better things like winter flings and longing after spring has sprung and they fly north when winter's done and we get burned in summer's sun fountains and fluorescent lights when season has come the snowbirds have crowded the nights and young townies and tourists find unlikely love at first sight and swear that they're never leaving and that is their plight and on these boats ride the hopes of working class boys dreaming of girls from far away points and better things like winter flings and longing after spring has sprung and they fly north when winter's done and we get burned in summer's sun this winter is lasting forever at least for tonight and i know that you're never leaving until your flight takes you off and out of my arms and into the air so far from your charms that i can not bear another year in this long forgotten beach town we once shared this winter is lasting forever at least for tonight and i know that you're never leaving me again no, not again walking by

[01 Aug 2003|12:17am] [ mood | tired ] Well, this is my first entry. This journal is specifically for excerpts and artworks. I got tired of my other journal's entries being too long because I was adding this stuff to it. So I thought this might keep you all from saying, "Dang, another one?" everytime you read my day's dealings. Also, look for me to repeat myself from time to time. Not often, but sometimes. Anyway, here goes. HEY JUPITER tori amos no one's picking up the phone guess it's me and me and this little masochist she's ready to confess all the things that i never thought that she could feel and hey, jupiter nothing's been the same so are you gay are you blue thought we both could use a friend to run to and i thought you'd see with me you wouldn't have to be with me something new sometimes i breathe you in and i know you know and sometimes you take a swim found your writing on my wall if my heart's soaking wet boy, your boots can leave a mess hey, jupiter nothing's been the same so are you gay are you blue thought we both could use a friend to run to and i thought i wouldn't have to keep with you hiding thought Ii knew myself so well all the dolls i had took my leather off the shelf your apocalypse was fab for a girl who couldn't choose between the shower or the bath and i thought i wouldn't have to be with you a magazine no one's picking up the phone guess it's clear he's gone and this little masochist is lifting up her dress guess i thought i could never feel the things i feel hey, jupiter walking by

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