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[05|23|05 @ 08 PM] |
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Work, Jimmy Eat World |
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I have no morals,
and I have no
regrets.
I don't live by
cause and effect.
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| we don't need no education... |
[05|11|05 @ 09 PM] |
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Rock Against Bush Vol. 1 |
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The Government has discovered a magic word to describe their concerted attack on the poor; reform.
Change the tax codes to give more to the wealthy and put the burden on the working class: VIOLA!
"TAX REFORM!"
Boot millions of single mothers off their safety net of Aid to Families with Dependant Children: HURRAH!
"WELFARE REFORM!"
Reduce state funding for public schools and increase vouchers to fund unmonitored, unporven charter schools: Call that...
"EDUCATION REFORM!"
Turn the phenominally successfull Social Security program from an insurance policy to an investment gamble that could hurt more people than it can help: Just say...
"SOCIAL SECURITY REFORM!"
Let's call these changes what they really are: THE DESTRUCTION OF THE NEW DEAL AND THE GREAT SOCIETY'S WAR ON POVERTY. They are not meant to improve the government's pursuit of the "common welfare," but to divide out our country into the fabeled HAVES AND HAVE-NOTS.
"Reform" is indeed a magic word that stands the truth on it's head. Let's not be fooled.
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| such a lovely song. |
[02|28|05 @ 05 PM] |
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READ THE POST MORON |
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"Vincent"
Don McLean
Starry starry night, paint your palate blue and grey.
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breese and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
They did not know how.
Perheps they'll listen now.
Starry starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes that shine of blue.
Colors changing hue.
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
They did not know how.
Perheps they'll listen now.
For they could not love you
But still, your love was true.
And when no hope was left inside
On that Starry starry night
You took your life, as lovers often do
But, I could've told you Vincent
Starry starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls
Eith eyes that watched the world
And can't forget.
Like strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes,
The silver thorwn, a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
They're not listening still
Perhaps they never will.
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| i like random phone calls |
[01|29|05 @ 10 PM] |
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Again I Go Unnoticed, Dashboard |
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AHHHH. 440-724-8548... i will recite my fucking poetry to you. Live. Call now for your free 3 minute trial.
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| GAH |
[09|15|04 @ 08 PM] |
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Nihilism, Rancid |
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I so need to update this. REALLY. Nothing really ever goes on anymore. I have shit classes with shit people and shit teachers. It's like... school it a big toilet. I miss last year. I never get to see anyone one remotely rad. Me and KD have a note system though. Since we don't have classes we pass notes throughout the day. It's TERRIBLE. Weekends are boring. Lemme think now. Practice should kick up next week. Cause we're just cool kids. I'm a boring person right now. I went to the mall with Emily and accidentally threw my rings in the garbage. Stupid administration. Fuck the administration. I ate a Hot Pocket today. And some Pizza Pringles. Stop laughing at me telling you what I ate today. I have nothing better to say.
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