broken fashing clock 2:11 (22:32)
and suddenly a love merman was heard, a long pause then a deep breath was released. its difficult not to feel disapoint4ed and passed over. a fifty year old feeling dweels within a shy twenty me - how did this come about? Thheres more heind it - eyes of a fallen angle, or a tradgidy. heream i asking just a little too much. the obvious is constantly in camoflage because of the "Bush Crusades". i supost i'll turn out the light, and just say goodnight to myself, yea - it's really true. the irony in my twist of fate is almost humorious. my self esteem has been low, go ahead and got it, it's been lower than low. i know the feeling of it steeling life out from under me. i just cant seem to give it away damnit. i'm gunna learn this life's reasoning~
"it's you i see, but you dnt see me. it's you i care for, so loud and so clear, i'll sing i tloud and clear, oh i'll always be waiting for you. so i loook in ur direction, but you pay me no attention, and you know how much i need ya, but you never even see me." ~ coldplay
you intoxicate me, just with your pure words. sure words are cleshe but each has it's own meaning, therefore giving words some supiriority (i suck at spelling) maybe we might share something grand, look - just look where we've grown. i fear for you in my mind, fear of when that cold day comes back around, and the book is finished. someday is too soon, and i dont think i could bare the pain once again. i'm not one for mushy shit, but damnit- i thought i had more cotrol over my feelings than this. i'll stop this right about..... here.
i got in the jacuzzzi today, it's been such a long while since i had been in there. cleaning for hours and house is no fun, especially when you have 3 floors to clean. it's not THAT big of a deal, however, i'm the only one cleaning, while everyone makes messes. no body lives here with me, all by myself. my father comes home every other weekeend, trashes the place, and then bitches when he comes back home and everything isn't emaculate. stupid pig. so in favor of him, i have cleaning on every thrusday. i got a buncha pot, and clean. 0: )
"you're the obvious, eyes of a fallen angle, eyes of a tradgidy. here i am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded. it's tragic. you'll never see me."
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr now im mad
"it's you i see, but you dnt see me. it's you i care for, so loud and so clear, i'll sing i tloud and clear, oh i'll always be waiting for you. so i loook in ur direction, but you pay me no attention, and you know how much i need ya, but you never even see me." ~ coldplay
you intoxicate me, just with your pure words. sure words are cleshe but each has it's own meaning, therefore giving words some supiriority (i suck at spelling) maybe we might share something grand, look - just look where we've grown. i fear for you in my mind, fear of when that cold day comes back around, and the book is finished. someday is too soon, and i dont think i could bare the pain once again. i'm not one for mushy shit, but damnit- i thought i had more cotrol over my feelings than this. i'll stop this right about..... here.
i got in the jacuzzzi today, it's been such a long while since i had been in there. cleaning for hours and house is no fun, especially when you have 3 floors to clean. it's not THAT big of a deal, however, i'm the only one cleaning, while everyone makes messes. no body lives here with me, all by myself. my father comes home every other weekeend, trashes the place, and then bitches when he comes back home and everything isn't emaculate. stupid pig. so in favor of him, i have cleaning on every thrusday. i got a buncha pot, and clean. 0: )
"you're the obvious, eyes of a fallen angle, eyes of a tradgidy. here i am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded. it's tragic. you'll never see me."
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr now im mad