Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
2010 Theme Song
Sometimes we fall down &can't get back up. We're hiding behind skin that's too tough. How come we don't say I love you enough till it's to late? It's not too late.
Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come. But we could make a feast from these crumbs. And we're all staring down the barrel of a gun, so if your life flashed before you, what would you wish you would've done?
Gotta start lookin at the hands of the time we've been given here. This is all we got and we gotta start pickin it. Every second counts on a clock that's tickin; Gotta live like we're dying.
We only got 86 400 seconds in a day to turn it all around or throw it all away. We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say; Gotta live like we're dying.
But if your plane fell out of the skies, who would you call with your last goodbyes? Should be so careful who we live out our lives so when we long for absolution, there'll be no one on the line.
We never know a good thing till it's gone. You never see a crash until it's head on. All those people right when we're dead wrong. You never know a good thing till it's gone.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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Sunday, February 14, 2010
I'm waiting for this test to end,
I'm about to give this one more shot &find it in myself. I'll find it in myself.
So were speeding towards that time of year, to the day that marks that you're not here, &i think I'll want to be alone. So please understand if I dont answer the phone. I'll just sit and stare at my deep blue walls until I can see nothing at all, only particles some fast, some slow.All my eyes can see is all I know.
But I'm about to give this one more shot &find it in myself. I'll find it in myself.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Lol @this bumper sticker
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
Go ahead.
So listen up, this sun hasn't set. I refuse to believe that it's only me feeling. Just hear me out, I'm not over you yet.
So how do I do normal? A smile I fake, the permanent wave of cue-cards and fix-it kits. Can't you tell? I'm not myself.
I'm a slow motion accident lost in coffee rings and fingerprints. I don't wanna feel anything, but I do, &it all comes back to you.
So listen up. Look at me straight. Just hear me out. Don't make me wait. I'm not myself. I can't take this. Love's on the line, is that your final answer?
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Stuck in my head all day.
More snow means...
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Yaay to pretty nails!
You're one with the burdon of intuition.
You're one with the best friend you lost,
You wish was still there.
You're one with the dust on that old piano.
You're one with the strings on your new guitar.
You're one with the wind through the open window,
You are.
It was a faint line that brought you here,
And a pulse that kept you in time.
It was the comfort of a tradition,
Like the few that were not that kind.
It's a shame now, baby, you can't see yourself, And everything you're running from.
And it's the same world, honey, that has brought You down,
As the one that's gonna pick you up.
And pick you up.
You're one with the echos of conversation.
You're one with the strangers you overheard.
You're one with the lesson that was the best one you learned.
And it's a shame now, baby, you can't separate
Yourself from where you stood.
And it's the same world, honey, that made you feel so bad,
That makes you feel so good.
Feel so good.
Monday, February 8, 2010
Sheelie &I are listening to this. The truth.
So, take off that necklace he stole from his mother, it doesn’t mean what it meant before. Pack up your pictures and gather all your clothes, but leave that lingerie that he bought you on the floor. It made you so awkward, you felt like a whore… it's not you, it's not you anymore.
Girl, you need to be patient, the day's gonna come. You'll leave your old baggage behind. No more excuses, no more denial--you're tired, and you're drawing the line. You're nobody's lapdog, you're closing that door. You're not you, you're not you anymore. Oh, no.
Let's make a deal
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
the work computer
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