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| I decided that I was going to update today, I only feel like typing up a song that I have been listening to lately, because most people don't believe that I even try to listen to love songs, so here-goes:
Show me, show me, show me
How you do that trick
"The one that makes me scream," she said
"The one that makes me laugh," she said
And threw her arms around my neck
Show me how you do it
And I'll promise you, I'll promise that
I'll run away with you
I'll run away with you
Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face, and kissed her neck
And dreamed of all the different ways
I had to make her glow
"Why are you so far away," she said
"Why won't you ever know that I'm in love with you,
That I'm in love with you?"
You... soft and only
You... lost and lonely
You... strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water, you're just like a dream
Just like a dream
Daylight whipped me into shape
I must have been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I open up my eyes
I find myself alone, alone, alone
Above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me.
You... soft and only
You... lost and lonely
You... just like heaven
<b>Just Like Heaven</b> by <b>Goldfinger
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20,000 seconds since you've left and I'm still counting
And 20,000 reasons to get up, get something done
But I'm still waiting
Is someone kind enough to
Pick me up and give me food, assure me that the world is good
But you should be here
You should be here
How colors can change and even the texture of the rain
What's that ugly little stain on the bathroom floor?
I'd rather not deal with that right now
I'd rather be floating in space somewhere or
Worry about the ozone layer
And it's almost like a corny movie scene
But I'm out of frame and the lighting's bad
And the music has no theme
And we're all so strong when nothing's wrong
And the world is at our feet
But how small we are when our love is far away
And all you need is you
20000 Seconds by K's Choice
I sometimes listen to soft music, infact I even enjoy listening to at least one soft song a day. There is a reason why I chose this song, out of all the songs that I have listened to since I last updated... I was reminded of something from a past relationship today. It has been bothering me since then, and I have honestly not been myself because of it, I even feel a little distant because of it. Duct Tape, Blood, Telrich and I have been hanging out a lot lately, it has been taking my mind off the monotony of every day life, and I may even get a job soon, but none of that takes away from the fact that two of my "recent" past relationships have been bothering me a lot lately.
The most recent relationship ended horribly after making some bad decisions, I truely thought I loved her, and I truely thought she loved me as well, but we started to grow stagnant with eachother, and I assumed that we could attempt to get things working out again; but, it seems, to no avail.
The other one that was bothering me was the person I felt most close to, we met in school, one of the few relationships that I have ever had that we could see eachother every day. The two of us had very similar interests, even the place that we viewed as the most sentual place to make love was the same (though the place I wanted to try the most was way too outside of her boundries); I was understanding of her fear of displaying affection, beyond holding hands, in front of people; I was understanding of her wanting to wait to have sex until she felt she was ready for it; and I even tried to quit smoking and drinking for her (until the day she called me up and told me that she had been drinking, I told her that I would not drink to get drunk after that). I think that if I have ever been in love it would have been with her, as that is the closest thing that I can imagine being this thing that everyone talks about being "true love". That relationship ended without a reason, and a couple of months after it had ended she decided to date one of our best friends.
Every once in a while I remember random things about one of those two relationships, but, if you can't tell by now, my mind seems to be lingering on the both of them, everything from the subtle things that I liked, to the major things that made it seem so good. Maybe I am just lonely, maybe I just need something to help take my mind off of it, maybe I need to get laid;or maybe I just need to worry about myself for a while; or maybe, just maybe, it is something that no body has said to me yet. Whatever it is I hope I find out, I really can not dwell on this stuff, it really drags me down. It is as my friend Hank (real name for once) told me so long ago "Life should be fun, who wants to go around being depressed or angry? That's no fun." I guess it's the simple things that are the most important.
Actually, now I want to watch SLC Punk, I love that movie, and it has been so long since I have seen it, so I am going to post this and search it up.
Chris
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Don't need no budget boob
Don't need no funky lube
You wanna deal? I wanna snitch
Such a wild-ass bitch
but you can't touch this
So, don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't wipe your sole on the curb
Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand
to rub your face in the turd
Don't need no vintage tits
Don't need no tight ass lips
You wanna thrill? You gotta learn
Better step back as the deathpunk burns
So, don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't wipe your sole on the curb
Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand
to rub your face in the turd
They say that rats ain't got no friends
They say that stink will never end, nevea-neva-neva-eva
Gimme that dirty food
Gimme that angel's lude
You wanna rock? You gotta roll
Washing your gold in a toilet bowl.
So, don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't wipe your sole on the curb
Li'l puppy needs a guiding hand
to rub your face in the turd
I said, Don't say motherfucker, motherfucker
Don't spend it all in one place
Li'l puppy need a helping foot
To kick the sand in your face, lets go.
Just don't say it
Don't Say Motherfucker, Motherfucker by Turbonegro
I could attempt a semi-believable appology for not having written anything up here in so long, but I have faced the fact that xanga seems sub-par for blogging purposes, I seriously have two other places to go before I think about going here for the same purpose.
I really wanted to talk about the song though:
All a person needs for a good party is some pizza, a few friends, and the album Apocolypse Dudes, if I was only allowed one album for an extended period of time that would be it. I had such a hard time deciding which song I wanted to post, but finally after two hours of debating with myself (no... not masturbating), you see what I came up with. The band Turbonegro has so many good songs, even if they seem like 10 year old boys trapped inside the bodies of a bunch of 30 something metrosexual rock monsters. If anyone reads this I really sugest checking out some of the songs on this album, hell anything done by the band Turbonegro, because they rock that much ass.
For those of you who do not know, I did cut my hair, it was down to my chin (and with my long face that is saying something), it was actually about 9 1/2 inches, now it is about 2 1/2 inches long. My hair is the same style I had when I was a sophomore, but most people will probably not remember that. I recently saw an old friend of mine and it reminded me of how much I used to be attracted to her, but that is something that needs to be discussed face to face with the person, luckily I know how I can do that. You will know who you after I get all of this out in the open. Seriously though, I am getting tired and bored of being on here and I have been up for 3 days strait, save for 7 hours of sleep. Until next time, listen to Turbonegro. NOW!
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| There was a girl I knew,
Just like a prison inside,
She cursed her keeper,
And swore she'd get free.
Every time I see,
I've got my hands wrapped around the bars,
I want out, right now,
She made an angel's flight,
On angel wings,
Jumped out her appartment window,
And hit the street below,
Every time I see,
I've got my hands wrapped around the bars,
I can't shut off,
My mind,
And now I'm waiting,
My hands are wrapped around the bars,
Im burning,
My soul is pushed around the bars,
The bars, the bars,
The lies, the lies, the lies, the lies, lies,
A jail behind my eyes,
My mind hates my body,
My body hates my soul,
I close my eyes and fight,
Inside my own black whole,
Every time I see,
I've got my hands wrapped around the bars,
I want out, right now.
I lived my life,
I'm doing my time,
I realize, life's lie,
Every time I see,
Ive got my hands wrapped around the bars,
I cant shut off,
My mind.
And now,
Im waiting,
my hands are wrapped around the bars,
Im burning,
My soul is pushed against the bars,
the bars, the lies, the lies, the lie, the lies, the lies,
the prision behind my eyes!
<b>The Bars </b> by <b>Black Flag</b>
I just have a lot of stress lately... thus the song, and the reason why I just don't seem to give a fuck if I update often or not.
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| So I am bored today... I think I will finally be going back to Wichita tomorrow, like any of you care.
Tuesdays are always the highlight of my life, fencing is great...
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Take a load off your mind... or not?
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