![]() i just found a friend . . . in one of your lies, to treat me so nice. |
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the early november.
*2003-12-07 : 1:12 p.m. so much time. / so little to do. strike that, reverse it . . . i just found a friend in one of your lies.. to treat me so nice, i can't believe my bones when they say so many things. they tell me i am fine, believe me, i .. i try. ever so sweet you make this seem. the way things go.. it's not my fault. and i'll miss.. i'll miss you so good.. and all of those nights we lost our way back home. ever so sweet, you baked it in cakes for me. what you left behind.. it hurts my teeth. bring in the past with the postcards you sent for me. every line.. it brings me.. right. back. down. can't you see the wall you built for me? ::CAN'T YOU SEE THE WALL YOU BUILT FOR ME:: ::CAN'T YOU SEE THE WALL YOU BUILT FOR ME:: we're not.. special.. we're not.. ::SPECIAL:: WE'RE NOT.. special.. i'm not special.. i'm not.. ::SPECIAL:: I'M NOT.. special. ... |
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>> 4:05 : blatant female conspiracy. current archive profile guestbook notes rings poetic tragedy. bitch and moan. cast. random photos. lucky designs host |
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>> this isnt' high school. Wearing: jeans, green and white saddle shoes with pink and white checkered laces, an orange tank top and a vintage orange/red/yellow/brown/green apron that was my mom's back in the day. Talking to: no one. it's all you, suga'. Feeling: jim dandy. Listening to: jet's "get born". |
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>> hurry up and wait. eeeebaaaay.. - 2005-03-04 it's for the love of the song. - 2005-02-15 play the piano drunk like a percussion instrument.. - 2004-11-10 ..til the fingers begin to bleed a bit. - 2004-11-10 maybe we'll get lucky and we'll both live again. - 2004-11-06 |
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>> there's always someone who's gotta spoil it for the rest of the gang. cheeseballs drayke himfan xgeekxcorex milkweasel deadforweeks yummgotrice theclashboy american-emo mylitlepony buriedaliive tumyeto after-you velvethrsday boo-on-spam poopyface schlimazlnik or bored? skateboarding is a lifestyle. not a fad. homestarrunner.net, it's .com. someone is giving me the evil eye.
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>> the past can kick your ass. "punks lament lost love, vocal chords." this summer rocked my socks off. and at the same time . . . it was so sad . . . |
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>> sink to the beat. * i used to be sad, now i'm just bored with you. * (- lyrics by ryan adams.) |