uhhhh
so yeah. i changed journals again...theres only one i keep constant acutally.
lol. btw i need my journal back carly. im stopping by and getting it sometime.
if you're interested, if not, then i guess this is goodbye*dramatic wave*:
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=18140146&Mytoken=20050713205414
so f this s and lets move on. lol.
"Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough. They've got refridgerators full of blood - another century spent pointing guns at anything that moves. Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot. My twitchin' muscles tease my flippant thoughts. I never really dreamed of heaven much until we put him in the ground, but it's all I'm doing now - listening for patterns in the sound of an endless static sea. once the satellite's deceased, it blows like garbage through the streets of the night sky to infinity. But don't you weep. Don't you weep for them. Don't you weep. Don't you weep. There is nothing as lucky... Honey, don't you weep. Don't you weep for them. Don't you weep. Don't you weep.There is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free. Don't be a criminal in this police state. You'd better shop and eat and procreate. You've got vacation days then you might escape to a condo on the coast. I set my watch to the atomic clock. I hear the crowd count down till the bomb gets dropped. I always figured there would be time enough - I never let it get me down, but I can't help it now - looking for faces in the clouds. I've got some friends I barely see, but we're all planning to meet...we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves all together for eternity. But don't you weep. Don't you weep for us. Don't you weep. Don't you weep. There is no one as lucky... Honey, don't you weep. Don't you weep for us. Don't you weep. Don't you weep. There is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free. ~ caitlin's thought as articulated by bright eyes....if caitlin's thoughts included worriment of apocolypse
lol. btw i need my journal back carly. im stopping by and getting it sometime.
if you're interested, if not, then i guess this is goodbye*dramatic wave*:
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=18140146&Mytoken=20050713205414
so f this s and lets move on. lol.
"Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough. They've got refridgerators full of blood - another century spent pointing guns at anything that moves. Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot. My twitchin' muscles tease my flippant thoughts. I never really dreamed of heaven much until we put him in the ground, but it's all I'm doing now - listening for patterns in the sound of an endless static sea. once the satellite's deceased, it blows like garbage through the streets of the night sky to infinity. But don't you weep. Don't you weep for them. Don't you weep. Don't you weep. There is nothing as lucky... Honey, don't you weep. Don't you weep for them. Don't you weep. Don't you weep.There is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free. Don't be a criminal in this police state. You'd better shop and eat and procreate. You've got vacation days then you might escape to a condo on the coast. I set my watch to the atomic clock. I hear the crowd count down till the bomb gets dropped. I always figured there would be time enough - I never let it get me down, but I can't help it now - looking for faces in the clouds. I've got some friends I barely see, but we're all planning to meet...we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves all together for eternity. But don't you weep. Don't you weep for us. Don't you weep. Don't you weep. There is no one as lucky... Honey, don't you weep. Don't you weep for us. Don't you weep. Don't you weep. There is nothing as lucky...as easy...or free. ~ caitlin's thought as articulated by bright eyes....if caitlin's thoughts included worriment of apocolypse