My hands are numb.
Donkey Konga 2. Very entertaining piece. I wish life were as simple as "hit the right drum on the red barrels."
So, what's up? Lots and nothing. I like reviewing my past since I tend to forget it until I review. I didn't realize I was the worst player in the world until I read back on the few posts I made in this journal. There, that should be enough to discredit me. Now, details.
Horrible player how? I care too deeply about way too many girls around me. It can't work out. Ever. So, solutions come easy: pick my futile pursuits and stick to them. If I find the right women, they won't mind leading a hairy poet along.
'Til then, I'll be wasting time/writing about homeless people. Have fun.
Now, the emo part of me wishes to reach out to those girls he cares about. *sighs* I need to destroy some part of me soon. Deep Thought or my human side? You decide! *will tally the comment vote*
But following are the lyrics to Throw Me Away by Korn
Flesh wound, flesh wound
With medication it will fade
Should I assume
That someone hears me when I pray?
Love, full of hate.
Don't you love how I pray?
Don't let them throw me away
Keep me and I'll be okay
Skipping a beat but it plays
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away
Screwed up, used up
Crumpled, lying on the floor
Fucked up, shut up
All you did back then was score
I'm feeling weak
Missing parts, incomplete
Don't let them throw me away
Keep me and I'll be okay
Skipping a beat but it plays
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away
Hold me up into the light
Fix the cracks and fix them right
Keep the pieces in the drawer
Keep them there forever more
May come in use for some day
Recycle this shit in some way
And all that I have to say
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away
Keep me and I'll be okay
Skipping a beat but it plays
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away
So, what's up? Lots and nothing. I like reviewing my past since I tend to forget it until I review. I didn't realize I was the worst player in the world until I read back on the few posts I made in this journal. There, that should be enough to discredit me. Now, details.
Horrible player how? I care too deeply about way too many girls around me. It can't work out. Ever. So, solutions come easy: pick my futile pursuits and stick to them. If I find the right women, they won't mind leading a hairy poet along.
'Til then, I'll be wasting time/writing about homeless people. Have fun.
Now, the emo part of me wishes to reach out to those girls he cares about. *sighs* I need to destroy some part of me soon. Deep Thought or my human side? You decide! *will tally the comment vote*
But following are the lyrics to Throw Me Away by Korn
Flesh wound, flesh wound
With medication it will fade
Should I assume
That someone hears me when I pray?
Love, full of hate.
Don't you love how I pray?
Don't let them throw me away
Keep me and I'll be okay
Skipping a beat but it plays
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away
Screwed up, used up
Crumpled, lying on the floor
Fucked up, shut up
All you did back then was score
I'm feeling weak
Missing parts, incomplete
Don't let them throw me away
Keep me and I'll be okay
Skipping a beat but it plays
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away
Hold me up into the light
Fix the cracks and fix them right
Keep the pieces in the drawer
Keep them there forever more
May come in use for some day
Recycle this shit in some way
And all that I have to say
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away
Keep me and I'll be okay
Skipping a beat but it plays
Don't let them throw me away
Don't let them throw me away