31.10.06
in the big picture, this is definately nothing.
it's time to move on.
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it's time to move on.
my blue heaven
Two sides twist and then collide;
You're calling off the guards Am I coming?
I'm coming through. Am I coming?
Adulterous conditioned to a spin cycled submission,
You know, sometimes it just feels better to give in.
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
You I can't deny.
Dull heat rises from the sheets.
I'm both a patient boy,
Well, and a jealous man. Am I coming?
My double standardized suspicion
Is remedied, oh, my blue heaven,
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
You I can't deny.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, child, you are safe.
You're safe, child, you are safe.
You're safe, child, you are safe.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, child, you are safe.
You're safe, child, you are ..
safe, safe, safe, safe,
You are safe.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, child, you are safe. Am I coming?
You're safe, child, you are safe. Am I --
Coming through?
Is this all too familiar?
Does it happen all the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me.
Could you please, just once, just hear me?
More then anything you wanted to be right.
Still it's you, you, it's you I can't deny.
You I can't deny.
It's you I can't deny.
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You're calling off the guards Am I coming?
I'm coming through. Am I coming?
Adulterous conditioned to a spin cycled submission,
You know, sometimes it just feels better to give in.
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
You I can't deny.
Dull heat rises from the sheets.
I'm both a patient boy,
Well, and a jealous man. Am I coming?
My double standardized suspicion
Is remedied, oh, my blue heaven,
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
Sometimes, it just feels better to give in.
And it's all too familiar
And it happens all the time.
All the cards begin to stack up,
Twisting heartache into fine
Little pieces that avoid an awful crime,
But it's you I can't deny.
You I can't deny.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, child, you are safe.
You're safe, child, you are safe.
You're safe, child, you are safe.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, child, you are safe.
You're safe, child, you are ..
safe, safe, safe, safe,
You are safe.
We swing and we sway
As this tiny voice in
My head starts to sing
You're safe, child, you are safe. Am I coming?
You're safe, child, you are safe. Am I --
Coming through?
Is this all too familiar?
Does it happen all the time?
I'm just asking you to hear me.
Could you please, just once, just hear me?
More then anything you wanted to be right.
Still it's you, you, it's you I can't deny.
You I can't deny.
It's you I can't deny.
29.10.06
I don't think I've ever been so scared in my entire life. It's this ridiculous tummy-twisting feeling I get everytime I think about it. And I'm constantly giving in, and giving in, and giving in. And what happens? Nothing. Why? Is asking for a clear answer asking for too much? I hate feeling like I can't do anything about it.
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23.10.06
there's something wrong...
when you feel like this. your stomach churns and tightens. everything starts to sting, your throat, your fingers, your eyes. you can hear your heart beat in your ears beating faster and faster. you want to be angry, and you are, but it lasts for less than a fraction of a second. you're so close to saying something and it just sits on the tip of your tongue with not enough behind it to make a sound. the signals are all mixed and scrambled and you only make out what you want to. simple things become complex and before you blink it's like you're lost in this labyrinth where your reality is just that. yours. at times like these, wishful thinking is your worst enemy and possibly the largest waste of time. i suppose it doesn't help when someone leads you to believe one thing but then tells you another. it's even worse when they know that they're doing it. so what i'm wondering is, do you know what you're doing? because i sure as hell don't. but i would like to, in hopes that it might solve this dilemma of mine. of course, it might just make it worse than it is already, but i highly doubt that.
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19.10.06
there you go again. saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. completely out of context. good job. probably the second best mistake you've made. gosh, you're good! i think that's about it. looks definiately like game over. do not pass go. do not collect two hundred dollars. i win at losing.
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15.10.06
star mile
old doubt and a girl by your side she's feeding your pride
as you go for a ride
down the star mile
world's rise as she lets you come in
a duo begins to the hollywood din
of the lonely
and all the gold dust in her eyes
won't reform into a ring
you had and lost the one thing
you kept in a safe place
remember the face
the girl who had made you her own
and how you left her alone
all's well at the base of the hill
you might need to fill
a prescription to kill
off the sirens
look down from your tower on high
and take in the night
look her right in the eye
she'll listen
and all the gold dust in her eyes
won't reform into a ring
you had and lost the one thing
you kept in a safe place
remember the face
the girl who had made you her own
and how you left her alone
life comes to those that'll choose
the regular news
over playing the blues with the light on
and if you burn the road that'll lead you
back to her in time
i'll watch you turn to stone
can't find the sublime
she's moving on without you
the tide breaks
you watch the stars fade
they gather you back to their homes
i guess it's better than being alone
14.10.06
frustrated.
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12.10.06
two hundred.
why, hello there, tall, dark, and gorgeous.
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7.10.06
it's like i'm nothing. why is it like there was nothing. was there? nothing? something? why? what do i mean? really, that's all i want to know. everything would be so much easier. there's talking and talking and talking and nothing comes of it. and then things are said and it's like those words were meant to push those buttons. how am i supposed to react? am i supposed to tell you, that's wrong, that it won't work? that there's more? should i just take it? pretend it doesn't phase me? tune it out? act like i know what you're trying to do? counter it with my own? tell me. tell me what i'm supposed to do. i'm tired of dealing with this crap. why don't we just keep going? why do we keep going backwards? there's no progression. i want this done. done. that's all i want. i want your answer. just answer. yes. no. yes or no. why can't you just pick one. pick one. pick. why drag it out. this should have been done a long time ago. long ago. maybe i should say something. are you waiting? i am. but i don't know for what. or why. why am i waiting for? what am i waiting for? i want out. i need out. get me out. stop holding on so tight. it's like i can't breathe anymore. i need to breathe. you're choking the air out of here. when you come in there's no air. i need to breathe. let me breathe. tell me. just say it. yes or no.
yes.
no.
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yes.
no.
2.10.06
i am aware i've been misled.
what did i ever do to you? why do you have to be such a jackass? i don't understand. you obviously don't either. i can't hate you for it though, it's not that big of a deal. but i do think it was rather tasteless of you.
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