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IT seems that inside memories is the hardest place to keep ones sanity. Been thinking of the past alot, and looking forward of waht I wish to come. Yet I cant seem to keep my head out of the past. Im memories we can try to define who we are. I have been trying to figure out what to do, there are a few job optunitys I have been looking into recentaly, yet I want to get out of houston. I feal it tim efor a change.. maby a trial run somewhere else, alone. Alone thats a familer place, it seems Im constantly srounded by people, quite a few of who bring back distance thoughts I have tried so long to forget, repress, or give up on.
Seems I never have nothing to post good ever.
tangent. Music has recentaly been playing a even more improtant role in my life, I have been submercing myself into lisning to music all the time, to find new things and expand my emotional lisening pool. also geting into politcal punk, I know who saw that one coming? School is going good, I hope after this semester that I can go to UH. If I could I would try to apply at UT but i dont think I could get in, and Im not sure if I can get finical aid to give me enough to go there. Oh well maby I should just get lost in a boring job, or at least somethign kinda intersting.
My family has been giveing me all kinds of hell latley, I have been trying my hardest to do what they want and to stay out of there way but its not realy working. I thin I have just worn out my welcome all around.
JAWBREAKER - JET BLACK
I'll be quiet to keep you quiet.
Don't concern yourself with my slow dying.
Through the vents I hear you sigh.
I don't get too high these days.
Your floor is my ceiling.
Lights out, you can't come in.
If you don't remind me, I won't forget you.
If you don't ask, I won't upset you.
I am jet black.
I am stone cold.
Jet black to the center.
Funny like a funeral.
I need you to bury me.
White noise in black room dust.
These hands long for one last touch.
Hourglass all out of trust.
I don't scratch so I won't itch.
I don't reach so I won't miss.
I taste our last kiss.
This is the cure: the same as the symptom.
Simple and pure: break to keep fixing.
Patiently nurse, patient and nurse.
This is the part I wouldn't show you.
The part where you say, "I don't even know you."
This is your cue.
Be glad it's through.
Seems I never have nothing to post good ever.
tangent. Music has recentaly been playing a even more improtant role in my life, I have been submercing myself into lisning to music all the time, to find new things and expand my emotional lisening pool. also geting into politcal punk, I know who saw that one coming? School is going good, I hope after this semester that I can go to UH. If I could I would try to apply at UT but i dont think I could get in, and Im not sure if I can get finical aid to give me enough to go there. Oh well maby I should just get lost in a boring job, or at least somethign kinda intersting.
My family has been giveing me all kinds of hell latley, I have been trying my hardest to do what they want and to stay out of there way but its not realy working. I thin I have just worn out my welcome all around.
JAWBREAKER - JET BLACK
I'll be quiet to keep you quiet.
Don't concern yourself with my slow dying.
Through the vents I hear you sigh.
I don't get too high these days.
Your floor is my ceiling.
Lights out, you can't come in.
If you don't remind me, I won't forget you.
If you don't ask, I won't upset you.
I am jet black.
I am stone cold.
Jet black to the center.
Funny like a funeral.
I need you to bury me.
White noise in black room dust.
These hands long for one last touch.
Hourglass all out of trust.
I don't scratch so I won't itch.
I don't reach so I won't miss.
I taste our last kiss.
This is the cure: the same as the symptom.
Simple and pure: break to keep fixing.
Patiently nurse, patient and nurse.
This is the part I wouldn't show you.
The part where you say, "I don't even know you."
This is your cue.
Be glad it's through.