| Teeth |
[Nov. 29th, 2009|05:44 pm] |
I felt a black man in my teeth, what a way
Jesus is coming, he acts my age, and he always looks the same
I said a good seed was on your break wasn't a mistake anyway
Well Jesus is coming better act our age
And clean everything
And make a seem
Like you never really needed it anyway,
Yep you never really needed it anyways, okay, okay
John spoke a theory straight in to my brain
God damn did you mean to do that to me
Well Jesus don't come round
Unless we pray each day for 500 days
I don't know what you want anymore
No, I don't know what you want anymore
So we can see
That you never really needed it anyway
No you never really needed it anyway
So we can see
That the bottom going to bury us anyway
So I am doing what I gotta to stay awake
Yeah I am doing what I gotta to stay awake, okay
What happens when I don't know what happens
What happens when I don't know what happens
Just stop and go and stop and go till you can't go run anymore
Just stop and go and stop and go till you can't go
Make it seem
Like we never really needed it anyway
Yeah we never really needed it anyway
So we can see
That the bottom gonna bury us anyway
Yeah your doing you gotta to stay awake
Yeah I am doing what I gotta to stay awake |
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[Nov. 12th, 2009|01:53 pm] |
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Regina Spektor. Need I say more? |
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| Here's to |
[Sep. 22nd, 2009|04:10 pm] |
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..having the swine flu and stomach virus with diarrhea, 2 1/2 hours later, $75 later. Here's to the crazy black lady afraid of a stroke, worried about child support, and the group hug we had with her. Here's to wearing a face mask, peeing in a cup, and matching medical bracelets. Here's to the McDreamy gray haired male nurse who gave rachel an extra day off school. God bless America. |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 20th, 2009|06:12 pm] |
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Hello. I'm alive. I think. |
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| B is for believing you'd always be here for me.. |
[Sep. 9th, 2009|09:56 pm] |
I never finish phrases I misspell
An open arm's a prison cell
When I said, "I hate what I've become"
I lied, I hated who I was
So when you start to wonder
about the pain in my throat,
Then don't you ever, no never ever
Speak for someone
You
don't
know |
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| (no subject) |
[Aug. 29th, 2009|07:48 pm] |
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Call me selfish, but I don't think you deserve to have anything to do with me. |
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| Checking in. |
[Aug. 2nd, 2009|11:56 am] |
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I've felt more inspiration from the smallest of things, thoughts, and ideas than the ones that I used to find it in. I need to write more. I am living in Tallahassee again, and this new beginning excites the core of me. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 21st, 2009|08:22 pm] |
Do I stress you out
My sweater is on backwards and inside out
And you say how appropriate
I don't want to dissect everything today
I don't mean to pick you apart you see
But I can't help it
There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off
Slap me with a splintered ruler
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already
If only I could hunt the hunter
And all I really want is some patience
A way to calm the angry voice
And all I really want is deliverance
Do I wear you out
You must wonder why I'm so relentless and all strung out
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary
I'm like Estella
I like to reel it in and then spit it out
I'm frustrated by your apathy
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land
If only I could meet the Maker
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man
I am humbled by his humble nature
What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate
Someone else to catch this drift
And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred
Enough about me, let's talk about you for a minute
Enough about you, let's talk about life for a while
The conflicts, the craziness and the sound of pretenses
Falling all around...all around
Why are you so petrified of silence
Here can you handle this?
Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines
Or when you think you're gonna die
Or did you long for the next distraction
And all I need know is intellectual intercourse
A soul to dig the hole much deeper
And I have no concept of time other than it is flying
If only I could kill the killer
All I really want is some peace man
a place to find a common ground
And all I really want is a wavelength
All I really want is some comfort
A way to get my hands untied
And all I really want is some justice... |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 10th, 2009|08:40 pm] |
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You used to shine so bright, but I watched all of it fade. |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 23rd, 2009|06:21 pm] |
I got a faulty parachute
I got a stranger's friend
An exciting change in
My butchers blend
A symbol on the ceiling
With the flick of a switch
My new found hero
In the enemy's ditching
Well somebody's something was left in the room
And man, now that its gone well of course we assume
That somebody else needed something so bad
That they took everything that somebody had
Losing hope is easy
When your only friend is gone
And every time you look around
Well, it all, it all just seems to change
The mark was left
Man it's never the same
Next time that you shoot
Make sure that you aim
Open windows with passing cars
A brand new night
With the same old stars
Losing hope is easy
When your only friend is gone
And every time you look around
Well, it all, it all just seems to change
Feed the fool
A piece of the pie
Make a fool of his system
Make a fool of his mind
Give him bottles of lies
And maybe he'll find
His place in heaven
Cause he might just die
Losing hope is easy
When your only friend is gone
And every time you look around
Well, it all, it all just seems to change
But hanging on is easy
When you've got a friend to call
When nothings making sense at all
You're not the only one that's afraid of change |
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| (no subject) |
[May. 24th, 2009|07:13 pm] |
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Hi. Here's a tip: cut a little deeper next time. |
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[May. 4th, 2009|09:29 pm] |
..and times they are a changin'.
ugh. |
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| "I like cold beverages." |
[Mar. 29th, 2009|01:13 pm] |
I love rainy days, but I love my life even more.
So glad this job has opened new and exciting doors, and has brought some of the best people into my life. Change is not always bad.
Saw G.Love and Special Sauce in concert, front row.
Damn they're phenomenal.
Almost caught his harp he threw out, but I didn't and I was fucking pissed.
The dudebro that caught it was a fag and doesn't deserve or appreciate it.
I've been getting pretty good at the harp.. I need some mentoring though, some good blues instruction. He was definitely inspiration, as I went home and played for an hour or so.
I had fun shaking my ass though regardless. |
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| Moobies. |
[Mar. 11th, 2009|12:48 am] |
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Gotta love my netflix. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|09:06 pm] |
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You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true. |
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[Feb. 8th, 2009|02:13 pm] |
I would totally turn lesbian if Cat Power were interested in me.
Damn, I love that girl. |
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[Nov. 25th, 2008|01:07 pm] |
I find it odd that people can give up on others so easily--how do you just throw it away like that? I understand people go their own ways in life, but that's never stopped others from maintaining friendships and keeping in touch. I need to learn to accept things for the way they are and not what I wish they'd be. Maybe if I wasn't so focused and hung up on that it'd be a lot easier for me to let go too. Not just of those long lost friendships but with the way things are going in my life. I'm not happy here. I feel so stuck. I've tasted that freedom and I want it back. I'm so much better than this town, and I get caught up with hating being here and hating to have to explain myself to all the people I run into that I need to focus on the problem at hand, and go about working to change it. I'm seeing a hypnotist in Orlando within the next week. Maybe he can help me find the happiness that's hidden beneath my frustrations. Maybe he can help me open my eyes to the good, and close the blinds on the bad.
Starting now I'm cutting out all the unnecessary bullshit in my life and working on being a healthier, more positive, happier, better me. I'm so caught up in pleasing others that I forget about myself from time to time. I need people in my life that care and bring something to the table. Isn't that what any kind of relationship entails? |
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| Oh the irony. |
[Oct. 28th, 2008|10:09 pm] |
It's funny when you
Find the words to say
You find no reply
I want to feel through you tonight
But I won't make you, I won't make you
Scream my name, just one more time
But I won't make you, I won't make you |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 12th, 2008|03:56 pm] |
I could go for a big huge glass of Sangria right now.
I think it would motivate me to clean my room........
Bahahaha, not. |
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