Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
I get lost, messed up and bored,
When I'm alone too long.
I can't sleep, function or eat,
When I'm not with someone.
Late last fall she ended it all and moved to who knows where.
Just like that she vanished and packed and never even called.
Do you feel a certain sense of synergy between yourself and me?
A kind of macabre and somber wondertwin type of harmony.
What if it was you, you that I needed all along?
I felt like a fool, kicking and screaming,
And pretending we were wrong.
Let's get wrecked on Pop Tarts and snacks,
And see the Taj Mahal.
Let's save birds from Prince William Sound,
And skateboard through the mall.
Let's fight crime with mangoes and limes,
And join the PGA.
Let's swim in with every spin,
And hurry, I can't wait.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Suicide
Dream little girl
On lonely street
Little runaway girl
Do it again
Do it again
Your boyfriend's mean
And your mom's a bitch
Little runaway girl
Do it again
Do it again
Run run run away little girl
Get your fun in this trashy world
Empty-hearted boys by your side
Lick your lips and fuck suicide
Suicide
No tonight
Suicide
No tonight
You're ripe for love
New York's the shit
Little runaway girl
Do it again
Do it again
On lonely street
Little runaway girl
Do it again
Do it again
Your boyfriend's mean
And your mom's a bitch
Little runaway girl
Do it again
Do it again
Run run run away little girl
Get your fun in this trashy world
Empty-hearted boys by your side
Lick your lips and fuck suicide
Suicide
No tonight
Suicide
No tonight
You're ripe for love
New York's the shit
Little runaway girl
Do it again
Do it again
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
I am down tonight
I am down tonight
I am down tonight
Because of you
I've never really understood
Why it was me
Why it was you
Might pay them all the trouble cause
We're a waste of time
Not tonight
I thought I was the only one
Maybe for a day
Or just tonight
I couldn't bear to have you just
Half of the time its not enough
I want to figure out before
It's too late
Before you find out how you really feel
I am down tonight
I am down tonight
I am down tonight
Again tonight
Plastiscines
I am down tonight
I am down tonight
Because of you
I've never really understood
Why it was me
Why it was you
Might pay them all the trouble cause
We're a waste of time
Not tonight
I thought I was the only one
Maybe for a day
Or just tonight
I couldn't bear to have you just
Half of the time its not enough
I want to figure out before
It's too late
Before you find out how you really feel
I am down tonight
I am down tonight
I am down tonight
Again tonight
Plastiscines
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
Sunday, February 07, 2010
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men.
I have always fallen in love fast and without measuring risks.
I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone,
but to assume that everyone is emotionally
capable of reaching his highest potential.
I have fallen in love more times
than I care to count with the highest potential of a man,
rather than with the man himself,
and I have hung on to the relationship for a long time (sometimes far too long)
waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness.
Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.
Tuesday, February 02, 2010
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