| ..its time for a change.. |
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| oh my god..........
.........i really do give up |
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| Where is my master the rebel prince
Who will shut all of these windows
It's these windows all around me
It's these windows who are telling me
To rid my dirty mind of all of its preciousness
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Evil angel when you're faced with hatred's
Daggers in my honor
You're no match no scratching hearts that no longer bleed
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Reclined amongst these packs of reasons
For to smokes the days away into the evenings
All these poses of classical torture
Ruined my mind like a snake in the orchard
I did go from wanting to be someone now
I'm drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue
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| updating...
nothing to talk about really. actually there is alot to talk about in terms of life. but i hate reading peoples thingys and their all complaing and shit. so im not going to do it. school is ok. life is ok. im not going to say anything more about that.
omg im going to the A Perfect Circle finally. after i missed their show twice. only this time mia's party is the same nite! and i wanna go to both. well i will go to both but its gonna be weird arriving at like 1130-12 at nite. hm, i dunno. i wish it wasnt the same nite! dammit.
{wow that new morrissey album is so good} |
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| why are pleasant things harmful? |
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